Puppet Strings from Strange Bird by Sarah Jo

Sweet sinew puppet strings
Occupied with lifting me
My body is at your command

Subject to your every whim
My bones are always listening
I crumble at the flick of your hand

All dolled up, up on your knee
My mouth moves as you speak for me
But I think I’ll do the talking now, now

Behave yourself
Behave yourself

Sweet, glassy patsy eyes
Staring at you from the crowd
Just another doll on the shelf

My elbows, knees, lungs and ribs
My thighs, lips, wrists, and shaking hips
Every piece is part of your wealth

All dolled up, up on your knee
My mouth moves as you speak for me
But I think I’ll do the talking now, now

Behave yourself
Behave yourself

1, 2, 3 times in a row
You manipulate limbs for a show
How far can I bend before I break?

As April slides into May
Your sick role is bound to change
You have no idea what’s at stake

Behave yourself
Behave yourself
Behave yourself

• Pop
• acoustic
• folk
• singer-songwriter
• Chicago