Mick Harvey - Puppet of Wax, Puppet of Song (feat. Xanthe Waite)

I'm a puppet made of wax
A puppet made out of songs
The sounds that are etched in my heart are strong
Puppet of wax a puppet of song

Am I better off in fact
Than a mannequin in a salon?
Life through a rose-coloured delusion
Puppet of wax a puppet of song

My records have a mirror sheen
In which everyone can see me
I'm everywhere at the same time
My voice is smashed to smithereens

Round me I hear the wise-cracks
From puppets wearing chiffon
But they're the ones dancing to all my songs
Puppets of wax puppets of song

They let themselves overreact
For any silly reason
The words in their love songs are simply wrong
Puppets of wax a puppets of song

My records have a mirror sheen
In which everyone can see me
I'm everywhere at the same time
My voice is smashed to smithereens

Sometimes I just can't relax
Thinking, what's the reason
To sing about love but with no passion
With no idea what's going on

I'm just a puppet of wax
Just a puppet of song
Under the sun with my hair of blonde
Puppet of wax a puppet of song
One day I'll live life like it is in songs
Puppet of wax a puppet of song
I'll know about love and what's going on
Puppet of wax puppet of song