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Is it a crime to go in for that monkey stuff?
When do you know if you?ve nearly had enough?
Take it in turn,
Take it and burn
Take it and break it
Against all you?ve earned
When do you know if you?ve nearly had enough?

All that make-believe is a pocket full of grieving today
Everyone you see is a prophet or a thief in pain
All that you can be is all that you dream away
How long?
I?ve had a long day

When did you learn that you never had control?
A place in the world where you kick and you scream and you toll
Breakfast of lies, bacon n? fries,
Couldn?t you see all the dolls in his eyes?
When did you learn that you never had control?

All that make-believe is a pocket full of grieving today
Everyone you see is a prophet or a thief in pain
All that you can be is all that you dream away
How long?
I?ve had a long day
My God
I?ve had a long day

Hold me close?give some bread
Watch me grow my puppet head

My Puppet head
My Puppet head
My Puppet head
My Puppet head
My Puppet head
My Puppet head