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,
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 mind.

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,
But I won''t be your concubine - I''m a puppet not a whore.
I just need this stage to be seen.
Won''t you be a friend of mine to remind me what is real?
Hold my heart and see that it bleeds.

I''m out of my mind.

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