Letra de Forkboy
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 ovenAgh, Agh, AghForkboy Flies by night on stolen fuel To Santa Rosa, CA Opens a fake employment office Want a job, go get me drugs People desperate for work Return to quite a surprise Busted for intent to sell Cops pay him a bounty Forkboy skips townAgh, Agh, AghWe came We peed We conquered You bleedThe choice Forkboy Or finger foodUgly joy What does it replace Why wait When you can eat yourself alive todayJunk bondage takeover glutton Ready to bore in Unfold his rotary blades inside Pull the guts out and resell them Buys out his next target With the last one's pension funds Thousands more thrown out of work So Leona won't have to settle for a mintForkboy Picked by the FBI To be the black pied piper After Dr. King died Watches soap operas on TV While 6 billion disappears from HUD Who are you working for What did you hope to gain Why do you hate your past So much you destroy the ones you loveForkboy