Song Description

The partner of a wealthy business owner craves to freedom and laughter of their workers.

Lyrics

PUPPET MASTER

Although you're his in the story book
Your face is pregnant with that look
When you walk your hips they sway
I catch a breath when I look your way
Bet you wish you are one of us
But the big dog guy demands your trust
He's the puppet master who makes you stay
He pulls your strings and he has his say
He makes you think there's no other way
Will you ever escape the gloves of the puppet master

You're drinking out of golden taps
That's his addiction and yours perhaps
But when it comes to basic needs
I think you blank hand that feeds
Bet you spy from the upper floor
Hear the laughter and mouthy talk
But the puppet master makes you stay
He pulls your strings and he has his say
He makes you think there's no other way
Will you ever escape the gloves of the puppet master

His life is his work and we work for him I know
But your face it aches
And your eyes are screaming let's go

I think you'll snap one summer night
His silky white gloves filling you with spite
And I'll be sweating in a car outside
Motor running and hoping to fly
And down the road kissing with our eyes
You'll tell me that you realize

It's the puppet master who makes you stay
He pulls your strings and he has his say
He makes you think there's no other way
But tonight we're cutting the strings of the puppet master