Lyrics:

When the sun's gone Then they cry, laughing as they die They can't look into your eyes Moonlight makes it all so clear Peirces the skin without tears The writing on the wall's been smeared Tragedy, comedy Bite the hand that set 'em free Same old song with a different beat Comedy, tragedy Forget about heaven And the book of fear Forget about heaven We're staying here Getting so high but staying so low Stumbling, look out below Halfway's too far to go Forget about heaven And the book of fear Forget about heaven We're staying here Beliefs, disaster Domination by persuasion Nightmare is after Your ruined faith beckons grace Hold their heads down When kneeling to pray Heaven lies the other way Cheated angels turned away Forget about heaven And the book of fear Forget about heaven We're staying here Forget about heaven Originally performed by Lard 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 carved up in pieces Than blown up in the oven Forkboy Flies by night on stolen fuel To Santa Rosa, CA Opens a fake employment office