Lyrics
I never been a fortunate son
Never been the down and out one
Good to know you think that I’m done
Say what you want, say what you want, son
I’ve been called the good and the bad
Ugly, only those that wish that they had
Built from mud so sling what you have
Say what you want, say what you want, son
I’ll be the witch that you need for the hunt
Grab a fork, light a torch, let 'em come
I’ve got demons of my own that should run
Say what you want, say what you want, son
Strings, strings, strings are pulling you
So, speak as puppets do
But silence holds the truth, oh, oh
Wooden words and plated shoes
You dance but you don’t move
Just live through hands that do, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Not gonna be the devil you need
I’m not moved by the beg and the plead
You claim the saint, but it’s sinners you need
Say what you want, say what you want, son
I never been the angel you pray
I never been the devil you claim
You can try but this soul don’t need save
Say what you want, say what you want, son
Strings, strings, strings are pulling you
So, speak as puppets do
But silence holds the truth, oh, oh
Wooden words and plated shoes
You dance but you don’t move
Just live through hands that do, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Are we here when the crying is done
Wonder where all the noises came from
The eagle never pays mind to the dove
Say what you want, say what you want, son
Strings, strings, strings are pulling you
So, speak as puppets do
But silence holds the truth
(Say what you want, say what you want, son)
Wooden words and plated shoes
You dance but you don’t move
Just live through hands that do
(Say what you want, say what you want, son)
Strings, strings, strings are pulling you
So, speak as puppets do
But silence holds the truth
(Say what you want, say what you want, son)
Wooden words and plated shoes
You dance but you don’t move
Just live through hands that do, oh, oh