Lyrics:

A fork is a cold shiny tool
To pierce, tear and ingest
Whoever has the fork in hand
Controls the meal of its choice
We're told the first few punctures
They're for our own good
Better chewed up in pieces
Than blown up in the oven
Agh, Agh, Agh
Forkboy
Forkboy
Forkboy
Forkboy
Flies by night on stolen fuel
To Santa Rosa, CA (Forkboy)
Opens a fake employment office
Want a job, go get me drugs (Forkboy)
People desperate for work
Return to quite a surprise (Forkboy)
Busted for intent to sell
Cops pay him a bounty
Forkboy skips town

Agh, Agh, Agh
We came
We peed
We conquered
You bleed
The choice
Forkboy
Or finger food
Ugly joy
What does it replace?
Why wait
When you can eat yourself alive today?
Forkboy
Forkboy
Forkboy
Forkboy
Junk bondage takeover glutton
Ready to bore in (Forkboy)
Unfold his rotary blades inside
Pull the guts out and resell them (Forkboy)
Buys out his next target
With the last one's pension funds (Forkboy)
Thousands more thrown out of work
So Leona won't have to settle for a mint (Forkboy)

Forkboy
Picked by the FBI
To be the black pied piper
After Dr. King died (Forkboy)
Watches soap operas on TV
While 6 billion disappears from HUD (Forkboy)
Who are you working for?
What did you hope to gain? (Forkboy)
Why do you hate your past
So much you destroy the ones you love?
Forkboy
Forkboy