Puppets Songtext

You've got a lot to say
But your words are a plague
Spreading hate and washing brains

Your proverbs are a joke
They're only there to provoke
You won't force them down my throat

You're nothing more than a prisoner in this place that you call home
The inability to think for yourself is all you've ever known

You're nothing more than a prisoner in this place that you call home
The inability to think for yourself is all you've ever known

You've got a lot to loose
It's delicate and there's proof
But it's not worthy of news