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

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

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...