I turn on the TV, and what do I see?
Murder, and violence, and pornography
I turn on the radio, and it brings me to tears
All of the lies fed to the ears
A Hollywood puppet you are
If you can be sleazy you'll be a star
You're the devil's puppet hanging on a string
Dear Trent Reznor of Nine Inch Nails
You say God is dead and we're all going to Hell
Well I got something to say He's alive today,
And he loves you so, and he wants you to know
You're killing the kids They're following you
You're feeding them lies Cuz that's what you do
You're the devil's puppet hanging on a string
Go to LA Go to New York City
Hearts have grown cold, oh what a pity
Sex without love and self-respect gone
Drink yourself to death and party till dawn
You say I'm fanatical 'cause I try to live right
Pleasing to God, Holy in His sight
Well I know someone that you don't know
His name is Jesus and He loves you so
And He wants you to know
People today are looking for something
To chase away that empty nothing
They don't want God, they push Him away
They say they'll find him some other day
So they look to drugs, they look to a psychic,
Looking for something, but they'll never find it
You're the devil's puppet hanging on a string