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.