| You blow my mind away, every day
|
| I am the uncanny valley boy
|
| Nimble and perplexing
|
| No liver, no lungs
|
| I’m lurking in the garret
|
| The stairway, the hall
|
| I think you’ve heard this story before
|
| I’m coming home, always coming back
|
| To the disco that they call Munchausen by Proxy
|
| They made me like this
|
| A company of strangers
|
| A surrogate kiss for something that you cannot obtain
|
| Here I am going up around the bend
|
| Tick tock
|
| In the pit, the pendulum is running my heart and my naked limbs
|
| Chop chop
|
| It’s the birth of Manikin
|
| By the Pavlovian hounds of love
|
| I kissed a castrated suffragett
|
| I can’t believe it would com to this my love
|
| Oh God, I’m a mated marionette
|
| So here I am going up around the bend
|
| I can hear the pendulum
|
| It’s running my heart and my naked limbs
|
| It’s the way the rhythm runs the world
|
| One of us, one of us, one of a kind
|
| Baby, can you hear me?
|
| Are you really one of us, one of us, one of a kind?
|
| Baby, can you hear me? |