Marionette

Fancy clothes with plastic head
Say, are you alive or dead?
Pull the string or cut the rope
Hanging there without much hope

Your pretty car is made of foam
Parked outside your cardboard home
You're made to move and made to sing
You've lost control of everything, so

Dance, you Marionette, now
Dance, you Marionette, now
Dance, you Marionette, now
Dance, you Marionette, now

Bounce and float across the stage
A relic from a distant age
Searching your suspended dream
For what it might or might not mean, so

Dance, you Marionette, now
Dance, you Marionette, now
Dance, you Marionette, now
Dance, you Marionette, now



Credits
Writer(s): David Vincent Horvath
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