Chorus: Gm A7 Judging by the look on the organ-grinder, Dm7 A#maj7 He'll judge me by the fact that my face don't fit. Gm A7 It's touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder. Dm7 A#maj7 He's waiting for the day when he gets me, F Am7 Dm7 A#maj7 But I don't need no alibi - I'm a puppet on a string. F Am7 Dm7 A#maj7 I just need this stage to be seen. F Am7 Dm7 A#maj7 We all need a pantomime to remind us what is real. F Am7 Dm7 A#maj7 Hold my eye and know what it means. Gm A#maj7 I'm out of my mind F Am I'm out of my mind - x4 Chorus But I won't be your concubine - I'm a puppet not a whore I just need this stage to be seen Will you be a friend of mine to remind me what is real? Hold my heart and see that it bleeds I'm out of my mind I'm out of my mind - x6 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm A7 Am7 A#m Dm Dm7 F Gm |