How did you learn everything that comes along with slavish funnery?
 Tell me
 something, if the world is so insane, is it making you sane again to
 let
 another man tug at the thread that pulls up your nodding head?
 How did they teach you to be just a happy puppet dancing on a string?
 How do you manage to live inside this tiny stage you can't leave? Tell
 me
 something, if the world is so insane, is it making you sane again to
 let
 another man tug at the thread that pulls up your nodding head? A
 dullard
 strung on the wire. When the master's gone you hang there with your
 eyes and
 your limbs so lifeless.
 How did they teach you to be just a happy puppet dancing on a string?
 How do you manage to speak, your mouth a frozen grin? A dullard strung
 on
 the wire. When the master's gone you hang there with your eyes and
 your
 limbs so lifeless.
 Tell me something, if the world is so insane, is it making you sane
 again
 to let another man tug at the thread that pulls up your empty wooden
 head?
 Your hollow head, your marble eyes, your wooden hands and your metal
 jaw pins
 all wait in limbo for the man who knows how to move you this way