Puppet Master's Song
Come my puppet…
And the World shall see
That I can make you Dance
And I can make you Sing
I can even make you Steal and Kill things
All with the Pulls and Tugs of your Strings
Come my puppet…
I’m your Puppet Master
And it is not your wooden Body
But your Soul I am after
Surrounded and filled with the audience laughter
You can run but I run faster
Come my puppet…
It is your time to Shine
Put on a smiling face
As I Imprison your mind
Jump, hold dishes and Walk the Line
Remember you Belong to Me
Until the end of Time
Come my puppet…
Ignore those Chains
Tonight you will perform
In front of a World that is in Pain
A World that is Lost, A World that is Vain
So Mask you tears with your Talent
And Hide it in the Rain
Jump, Sing, Twirl
Hop and Spin
Do Tricks and tell Jokes
Then start over again
Dance and Dance till enough is what you take
Entertain till your wooden body breaks
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