Machine Ballerina Lyrics

Machine Ballerina lyrics

Am I an afternoon's pastime?

 a thing on a string

 to be thrown and retrieved

 like a phone call received

 on somebody's birthday

 to tease and delight

 and then say goodnight

 and then just say goodbye?

 

 Am I a toy on a tray ?

 a soft piece of clay

 queen or clown for the day

 machine ballerina

 soldier of tin

 standing so loyal

 while you sit so royal

 then I'm put away?

 

 For your approval,

 perusal,

 and your possible

 refusal,

 I'm amusing,

 I'm a puppet for your play.

 

 Am I your Mad Magazine?

 skin trampoline

 pin-up pinball machine

 your fantasy girl

 of puzzling parts

 but none fits or starts

 we match wits but not hearts

 I'm heard but never seen?

 

 For your approval,

 perusal,

 and your possible

 refusal,

 I'm amusing,

 I'm a puppet for your play.