(john fiddler)      First met you you were lonely, pushin' your smile in my face   Now I know that you're phoney, you're the human race's disgrace   You're a fork talking man   You're a fork talking man   You're 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   You're a fork talking man   You're a fork talking man   You're a fork talking man, fork talking man      People I'm telling you there's a conspiracy   The witness to that is the sadness that you see   I'm looking at you. are you looking at me? are ya?    Ain't no-one can make you what you're not   If there's a chance to run they'll give a shot   I look pretty cold but I'm 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 you're a man without a brain, a prisoner without parole   You're in a rush without a name, a spirit without a soul   You're a fork talking man   You're a fork talking man   You're a fork talking man, fork talking man   You're a fork talking man   You're a fork talking man   You're a fork talking man, fork talking man