Here comes your drunken marionette
Dragging his mess of threads
There at the bar pulling smoke to his lungs
He says who will ignore me when you're gone?
Now come on lift me up
Here he cooooooomes
Here he cooooooomes
Be still the wooden heart
That wouldnt ever part
With the drunken marionette
Been mainlining bad thoughts
Carry on
Turn the lights on when you go
In the hours left
I hope you feel the things that i know I won't
What you give is what you get