- Votes:
- Composers:
- Matthew David Hanson
- Bill Martin
- Philip Michael Coulter
 
- Genres:
- 80s
 
- Tags:
- 1980
- good stuff
- liverpool
- post punk
 
- See also:
Echo & The Bunnymen - The Puppet lyrics
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) 
 And we know our place
 (Open the door and let out the cold) 
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 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 
 (We know what to say) 
 ((You knew about this)) 
 Your head in your hands 
 (We're the salt of the earth) 
 I was the puppet 
 ((You knew about this)) 
 (We know what to say) 
 I was the puppet













