Judging by the look on the organ-grinder,
He'll judge me by the fact that my face don't fit.
It's touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder.
He's waiting for the day when he gets me,
ORGAN and ENTER DRUMS)
But I don't need no alibi - I'm a puppet on a string.
I just need this stage to be seen.
We all need a pantomime to remind us what is real.
Hold my eye and know what it means
I'm out of my min-d
I'm out of my mind
But I won't be your concubine - I'm a puppet not a whore.
Won't you be a friend of mine to remind me what is real?
Hold my heart and see that it bleeds.
INTERLUDE FOLLOWED BY:
Da Ta Da Ta Da La Da
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