The Puppet

Written by：Mcculloch Ian Stephen/Sergeant William/Pattinson Leslie Thomas/De Freitas Pete

I'll practice my fall for practice makes perfect

Chained to the wall for maximum hold

The window's too far too far from my legs

Open the door and let out the cold

You knew about this

With your head in your hands

All along

I was the puppet I was the puppet

Trampolines broken ceiling has come down

The ache in my back tells me something's gone wrong

Rocking horse rocks as the wallpaper peels

Curtain would like to know what he has done

You knew about this

With your head in your hands

All along

I was the puppet I was the puppet

We're the salt of the earth

I'll practice my fall for practice makes perfect

And we know what to say

Chained to the wall for maximum hold

We're the salt of the earth

The window's too far too far from my legs

We know our place

Open the door and let out the cold

You knew about this

With your head in your hands

All along

I was the puppet I was the puppet

All along

You knew about this

With your head in your hands

All along

You knew about this

I was the puppet I was the puppet

You knew about this

Head in your hands

You knew about this

I was the puppet I was the puppet

We're the salt of the earth

You knew about this

We know what to say

Your head in your hands

We're the salt of the earth

All along

You knew about this

We know our place

I was the puppet

We're the salt of the earth

All along

You knew about this

We know what to say

Your head in your hands

We're the salt of the earth

You knew about this

We know what to say

I was the puppet I was the puppet

All along

You knew about this

We know what to say