String Theory (By Yoko, Utopian T's 1st Utopian Remix)

Intro — guitar, low and dirty

I pull the strings, you move your feet.

I know your hunger, I know your need.

Verse 1

They come in silk, they come in steel,

With empty eyes and hungry heels.

They pay in whispers, they pay in gold,

For a taste of what they've never hold.

Pre-Chorus

I know their names, I know their stain,

I pull the thread — they dance again.

Chorus

I am the hand behind the show,

They are the ones who never know.

They beg, they crawl, they call my name,

But I'm the fire, they're the flame.

Post-Chorus

I pull the strings, you move your feet.

I know your hunger, I know your need.

Verse 2

The general bows, the priest complies,

They wear my mark behind their eyes.

The rich, the poor, the crown, the coin —

They all sit still when I align.

Pre-Chorus

I know their names, I know their stain,

I pull the thread — they dance again.

Chorus

I am the hand behind the show,

They are the ones who never know.

They beg, they crawl, they call my name,

But I'm the fire, they're the flame.

Post-Chorus

I pull the strings, you move your feet.

I know your hunger, I know your need.

Bridge

You think you choose?

You think you walk?

I am the voice behind the talk.

You move — I pull.

You stop — I wait.

You are not early, you are not late.

Solo

Final Chorus

I am the hand behind the show,

They are the ones who never know.

They beg, they crawl, they call my name,

But I'm the fire —

And they're the flame.

Outro

I pull the strings, you move your feet. (They dance...)

I know your hunger, I know your need. (I pull...)

I pull the strings, you move your feet. (They never see...)

I know your hunger, I know your need. (The hand at all.)