Wind-Up Toys - The Electric Prunes

See them walking

Keys are turning 'round in a circle

Feet don’t touch the ground

They are coming from tomorrow

Bringing gladness and some sorrow home

Plastic faces cannot hide their tears

Though they’re ageless, moments are their years

Walking faster to disaster

Children follow, beat the hollow drum;

We’re just the wind-up toys

For wind-up girls and wind-up boys

In a wind-up world that knows we are not real

In a box now you are put away

You won’t wind up till another day

Walking faster, you’re the master

Children follow, beat the hollow drum;

We’re just the wind-up toys

For wind-up girls and wind-up boys

In a wind-up world that knows we are not real, we are not real