Puppeting Songtext

Who loves the greedy man,
Who loves the needy man,
Who loves the colored man,
Who loves the other, who loves me?

Rolling down the track
Clickety-clickety-clack
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling,
Rolling, rolling back

Sitting in your chair
Breathing poisoned air
Fat and flabby, tetch and crabby
No one really cares

Who loves the greedy man,
Who loves the needy man,
Who loves the colored man,
Who loves the other, who loves me?
Your eyes I close with masking tape
Your ears I flood with mortar
Your mind is full and solid state
Your mouth's a tape recorder

But somewhere in that sea of waste
A thought was left unprogrammed
Do not bend or mutilate
And give a thought to no man

And you would hold the cards of fate
And look into the light
You'd think you'd see the holes were not the same
And something wasn't right

Yeah, put it back until it's right
Computers do no wrong
Program, program, program, programmed
Until all life is gone

And I can read my epitaph punched into my cardboard tombstone
Here lies 689777
Here lies 689777
Here lies 6897-7-7

Here lies the needy man
Here lies the greedy man
Here lies the colored man
Here lies the other, here lies me...