As your body floats down Third Street with the burn-smell factory closing up
Yes, it's sad to say you will romanticize all the things you've known before
It was not, not, not so great
It was not, not, not so great
And as you take a bath in that beaten path, there's a pounding at the door

Well, it's a mighty zombie talking of some love and posterity
He says "the good old days never say good-bye if you keep this in your mind
You need some lo-lo-loving arms
You need some lo-lo-loving arms"
And as you fall from grace, the only words you say are

Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head

Ads up in the subway are the work of someone trying to please their boss
And though the guy's a pig, we all know what he wants is just to please somebody else
If the pu-pu-puppet head
Was only bu-bu-busted in
It would be a better thing for everyone involved and we wouldn't have to cry

Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head

Memo to myself
Do the dumb things I gotta do
Touch the puppet head

Quit my
Job down at the car wash, didn't have to write no one a goodbye note
That said, "the check's in the mail, and
I'll see you in church, and don't you ever change"
If the pu-pu-puppet head
Was only bu-bu-busted in
I'll see you after school

Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head

Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head

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