Keep time. Hold form. Don’t drift. Don’t stop. We don’t choose the song. We don’t write the rules. We just stay useful in perfect form. Dance, little puppet Hold your line. Dance, little puppet Stay in time. Applause is a collar. Praise is a meter. We learn the count until it counts us. Miss one beat, you feel the room turn. Not angry. Just done. Dance, little puppet Hold your line. Dance, little puppet Stay in time. Cut the strings we still move. Drop the baton we still obey. Dance, little puppet Hold your line. Dance, little puppet Stay in time. Dance, little puppet. Dance, little puppet.
