A thousand puppets
Waiting for a call
A thousand puppets
Afraid to fallTry to walk, try to dance
Try to talk and wanna get their chance
One guy stands over there
He pretends to go somewhere
He shouts outFollow me
Only then you will see
What's it all, all about
Only then you will see
What's it all, all about
Hey you there, stop to shout
Stop to shoutFollow me and my advice
Stop to think
Ain't this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you
Un, deux, troisFollow me and my advice
Stop to think
Ain't this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you
Stop to shout
Stop to shoutI prefer to lose my mind
Not knowing what to do
Through your eyes I will be blind
Through your eyes and you
I don't wanna learn
Learn your dance
I don't care for this advance
I don't wanna learn your dance
I don't care for this advanceThat's for now the one defense
Not to be caught behind your fence
I prefer to be a freak
And the world might call me weak
If you give me immediate sense
I know I move behind your fence [Repeat: x3]
Songwriters
BLANK, BORIS / MEIER, DIETERPublished by
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