Where are you now? Where are you now? Are you coming back to us? Are you online? Are you contactable again? Wear the blue lights Wear the red dress Puppet dancing on strings Balalaika and singing The tenement blocks come crashing down With headphones on you won't hear that much There's nothing fake on earth There are strings attached to all of us There's nothing in the end, only dust So turn the music up I'm hitting the hard stuff Flew to Belgrade Stayed in a hotel sinking Went to museums, tobacco, and midweek grave digger The tenement blocks came crashing down With headphones on you won't hear that much There's nothing fake on earth There are strings attached to all of us There's nothing in the end only dust When you pull the lever down I'll be hitting the hard stuff