F.D.C. For Short

F.D.C., I slap you, but
 S.C.S., you love it, and
 B.D.S., I shoot down with
 ICBM, no escape
 You crouch down, holding your tongue
 You grasp with a hand full of dirt
 Last counterattack of dying ants, you'll be dead
 Throw about, no one cares after all!
 Out of shape - addicted
 Out of shape - addicted
 Out of step - addicted
 Out of touch - arrested
 Throw about, no one cares after all!
 Out of shape - addicted
 Out of shape - addicted
 Out of step - addicted
 Out of touch - arrested
 F.D.C., I don't need, but
 S.D.F., you hang around with
 S.F.L., I send you some
 ICBM, no escape
 I squeeze down a glass of water
 Splashing with a hand full of pieces
 Last counterattack of shining ants, you'll be dead
 Kick about, no one cares after all!
 Out of shape - addicted
 Out of shape - addicted
 Out of step - addicted
 Out of touch - arrested
 Frankly nit-pick
 Quickly nit-pick
 I won't tell you which one what means