Musical Puppet

Go ahead and pull the strings
You are my master and I have no say
Oh I think what you want me to sing is beautiful
I think that it will make millions
I don’t know what I’m saying about originality
I don’t know anything
I’m just the musical puppet

Every time I have something to say
My mouth is quickly shut
I’m just your little puppet
I have no thought
I just do everything you want me to do
I’m your money maker

Originality is for the fools
Copy cats are the ones that make millions
My music is suppose to sound like everyone else’s

Musical Puppet
Pull my strings and I’ll sing
I don’t have any say in anything
Originality is out dated
Everyone is suppose to sound the same
Were just singing robots

Creativity is unheard of
In this industry it’s taboo
Your suppose to listen to your masters
That’s the rules
We can’t leave our little box of bubble gum pop
Anything else will fail

Our listeners like hearing the same damn thing
Anything with edge will be banish
And so will the singer
If you disobey your puppet master you will be burned
You can’t disobey it’s unheard of
Every other singer knows that and there making millions

Come to Tinsel Town
We will make you a star
Oh just put this strings on
We will promise you creative control
But in reality we have all control
You’re just our musical puppet.

Musical Puppet
Pull my strings and I’ll sing
I don’t have any say in anything
Originality is out dated
Everyone is suppose to sound the same
Were just singing robots

Well I’m sorry, but I’m cutting these strings
I’m going to sing with creativity
Originality is my best friend
Go ahead and banish me from this industry
It’s going downhill as it is
I’ll be my own person
I’m no one’s musical puppet