Puppet Theatre

One more night in the puppet theater
And I’m dancing on a string
One more pawn for the puppet master
The lines are drawn the hook is in
And they used me
For a plaything
But I’m crying real tears
In an ocean of gold
We are half of a million people
And our limbs have lost control
And we play the machines a dozen at a time
The only song we know
Same old night in the puppet theater
Same old dancing on a string
One more pawn for the puppet master
Can’t take it any more, the hook is in
In the surgery of the open heart
There’s a soldier on every fader
And a madman in control
And he plays the machine for hours at a time
The only song he knows
So I wound up alone on the dance floor
And a laser hit me in the eye
I began to feel my body dissolving
Melting in a pool of light
And they need me
For a plaything
But I’m crying