STRING THEORY (By Yoko, Utopian T's 5th 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.

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.

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

They dance...

I pull...

They never see...

The hand at all.