 FORKBOY lyrics ( FLOTSAM & JETSAM )   
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Artist : FLOTSAM & JETSAM
Song : 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 carved up in pieces
Than
blown up in the oven
Agh! Agh!
Agh!
Forkboy
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
town
Agh! Agh! Agh! Agh!
We
came
We peed
We conquered
You
bleed
The choice:
Fork Boy
Or Finger
Food
Ugly joy
What does it
replace?
Why wait
When you can eat yourself
alive today
Junk 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
mint
Forkboy
Picked by the FBI
To be
the black pied piper
After Dr. King
died
Watches soap operas on TV
While 6
billion's 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 love
Forkboy!
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