(john fiddler)

First met you you were lonely, pushin your smile in my face
Now I know that youre phoney, youre the human races disgrace
Youre a fork talking man
Youre a fork talking man
Youre a fork talking man, fork talking man

You laid down on the floor just to cheat me for a while
Before I could even count to four the visions of you ran wild
Youre a fork talking man
Youre a fork talking man
Youre a fork talking man, fork talking man

People Im telling you theres a conspiracy
The witness to that is the sadness that you see
Im looking at you. are you looking at me? are ya?
Aint no-one can make you what youre not
If theres a chance to run theyll give a shot
I look pretty cold but Im really hot. hotcha!

Every time you walk on the street with your heart muscles all on show
You ask someone the time of day and they tell you which way to go
Now youre a man without a brain, a prisoner without parole
Youre in a rush without a name, a spirit without a soul
Youre a fork talking man
Youre a fork talking man
Youre a fork talking man, fork talking man
Youre a fork talking man
Youre a fork talking man
Youre a fork talking man, fork talking man