They Might Be Giants

Put Your Hand Inside The Puppet Head

They Might Be Giants


Tom: E

        E                                                                     A
As your body floats down Third Street With the burn-smell factory closing up
         E                     B/D#              A                   C#m
Yes it's sad to say you will romanticize All the things you've known before
       A              C#m          A              F#m
It was not not not so great It was not not not so great
           E                                                                B
And as you take a bath in that beaten path There's a pounding at the door

[Verse]
E                    C#m                    E/B                A       
  Well It's a mighty zombie talking of some love and posterity
             E                   B/D#                A                 C#m
He says "The good old days never say good-bye If you keep this in your mind:
              A            C#m                A                  F#m
You need some lo-lo-loving arms You need some lo-lo-loving arms"
E                                   A             F#m     B
And as you fall from grace the only words you say are

[Chorus]
E            E/G#            E/C#   E/B    
    Put your hand inside the puppet head
         E/G#            E/A        E/F#   E/B  
Put your hand inside the puppet head
         D                    F#m
Put your hand inside Put your hand inside
         E               Emaj7  C#m   A
Put your hand inside the puppet head

[Verse]
E             C#m                    E/B                               A
Ads up in the subway are the work of someone Trying to please their boss
               E                       B/D#                     A                   C#m
And though the guy's a pig we all know what he wants Is just to please somebody else
       A                C#m          A                 F#m
If the pu-pu-puppet head    Was only bu-bu-busted in
              E                     A                   F#m               B 
It would be a better thing for everyone involved And we wouldn't have to cry

[Chorus]
E            E/G#            E/C#   E/B    
    Put your hand inside the puppet head
         E/G#            E/A        E/F#   E/B  
Put your hand inside the puppet head
         D                    F#m
Put your hand inside Put your hand inside
         E               Emaj7  C#m   A
Put your hand inside the puppet head

[Bridge]
Memo to myself: do the dumb things I gotta do
Touch the puppet head

B    B   C  B   
Quit my  

[Verse]    
E               C#m                    E/B                       A
job down at the carwash Didn't have to write no-one a good-bye note
                E                      
That said, "The check's in the mail, and
     B/D#                   A                      C#m
I'll see you in church, and don't you ever change"
       A                C#m            A                F#m
If the pu-pu-puppet head      Was only bu-bu-busted in
     E       A     F#m  B
I'll see you after school

[Chorus]
E            E/G#            E/C#   E/B    
    Put your hand inside the puppet head
         E/G#            E/A        E/F#   E/B  
Put your hand inside the puppet head
         D                    F#m
Put your hand inside Put your hand inside
         E               Emaj7  C#m   A
Put your hand inside the puppet head

E            E/G#            E/C#   E/B    
    Put your hand inside the puppet head
         E/G#            E/A        E/F#   E/B  
Put your hand inside the puppet head
         D                    F#m
Put your hand inside Put your hand inside
         E    Emaj7      C#m A  E
Put your hand inside the puppet head