The Toy Master (feat. Alice Cooper & Henjo Richter) - Avantasia

Voices come from down the hall In my room, all painted white I have my bat and rubber ball I like to sleep with them at night But now, I'm all smiles The good little shots must be winning Yes, they crank my dial My motor is stalled but my wheels are still spinning Daddy won't discuss me What a state I must be? Mommy couldn't stand Living with a wind-up toy All my friends live on the floor Tiny legs and tiny eyes They're free to crawl under the door And, and someday soon, so will I But now, I'm all smiles These good little shocks must be workin' I'm so happy now Look, my fingers don't shake and my head isn't jerkin' Daddy won't discuss me What a pain I must be? Mommy couldn't stand Having such a wound-up boy Doctors wanna check me Poke me and dissect me What do they expect, feelings from a wind up toy? I don't think so, I'm just a wind-up toy A wind-up toy I'm lost in a nightmare, shiny white halls Drawing rats on the wall Solitary confinement, chained in a cell Got my own private hell Preacher crucifies me Warden wants to fry me I was never young Never just a little boy Daddy won't discuss me Oh, what a pain I must be? Mama couldn't stand Having such a wound-up boy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy Wind-up toy, wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy Wind-up toy, wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up, wind-up Wind-up, wind-up, wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy Wind-up toy, wind-up toy {You know they come here every night I see them, don t you see them? Hmm, thats odd, isn't it? I'm so tired, I'm winding down You'll have to go now, it's bed time Demon}

Collecting pieces of my family In an old pillow case This one has a skull But it don't have a face These look like the arms of father so strong And the ring on this finger Means my Grandmother's gone Here's some legs in a pile Where my sister once played Here's some mud made of blood And these teeth are decayed The ear of my brother The hand of a friend And I just can't Put them back together again Pick up the bones And set them on fire Follow the smoke going higher and higher Pick up the bones And wish them goodnight Pray them a prayer and turn out the light There are stains on the floor Where the kitchen once stood There are ribs in the fireplace Mixed with the wood There are forces in the air Ghosts in the wind Some bullets in the back And some scars on the skin There were demons with guns Who marched through this place Killing everything that breathed They're an inhuman race There are holes in the walls Bloody hair on the bricks And the smell of this hell Is making me sick Pick up the bones And set them on fire Follow the smoke going higher and higher Pick up the bones And wish them goodnight Pray them a prayer and turn out the light Pick up the bones And set them on fire Follow the smoke going higher and higher Pick up the bones And wish them goodnight Pray them a prayer and turn out the light Now maybe someday The suns gonna shine Flowers will bloom And all will be fine But nothing will grow On this burnt cursed ground Cuz the breath of the death Is the only sound

I got lost on the road somewhere Was it Texas or was it Canada? Drinking whiskey in the morning light I work the stage all night long At first we laughed about it My long haired drunken friends Proposed a toast to Jimmy's ghost I never dreamed that I would wind up on the losing end I'm stuck here on the inside looking out I'm just another case Where's my makeup? Where's my face on the inside? You all got your kicks from what you saw up there Eight bucks even buys a folding chair I was downing seagrams on another flight And I worked that stage all night long (worked that stage all night long) You were screaming for the villain up there And I was much obliged The old road sure screwed me good this time It's hard to see where the vicious circle ends I'm stuck here on the inside, I'm looking out That's no big disgrace Where's my makeup? Where's my face on the inside? On the inside... I'm stuck here on the inside looking out I'm just another case Where's my makeup? Where's my face on the inside? I'm stuck here on the inside, I'm looking out There ain't no big disgrace Where's my makeup? Where's my face on the inside?