Text: Yello. Ballet Mecanique.

A thousand puppets
Waiting for a call
A thousand puppets
Afraid to fall

Try to walk, try to dance
Try to talk and wanna get their chance
One guy stands over there
He pretends to go somewhere

He shouts out, "Follow me
Only then you will see what's it all, all about
Only then you will see what's it all, all about
Hey you there, stop to shout, stop to shout"

"Follow me and my advice
Stop to think ain't this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you, un, deux, trois"

"Follow me and my advice
Stop to think ain't this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you"

Stop to shout, stop to shout

I prefer to lose my mind
Not knowing what to do
Through your eyes I will be blind
Through your eyes and you

I don't wanna learn, learn your dance
I don't care for this advance
I don't wanna learn your dance
I don't care for this advance

That's for now, the one defense
Not to be caught behind your fence
I prefer to be a freak
And the world might call me weak

If you give me immediate sense
I know, I move behind your fence, I know
I know, I move behind your fence
I know, I move behind your fence, I know