Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Are you coming back to us?
Are you online?
Are you contactable again?
Wear the blue lights
Wear the red dress
Puppet dancing on strings
Balalaika and singing

The tenement blocks come crashing down
With headphones on you won't hear that much
There's nothing fake on earth
There are strings attached to all of us
There's nothing in the end, only dust
So turn the music up
I'm hitting the hard stuff

Flew to Belgrade
Stayed in a hotel sinking
Went to museums, tobacco, and midweek grave digger

The tenement blocks came crashing down
With headphones on you won't hear that much
There's nothing fake on earth
There are strings attached to all of us
There's nothing in the end only dust
When you pull the lever down
I'll be hitting the hard stuff