Tear Off Your Own Head ( It's A Doll Revolution) - Elvis Costello

Who dries your eyes when you cry real tears?

Who know or cares what an imitation is?

Only you do

You can paint his nails

Make him wear high heels

Why waste time altering the hemline?

Or do you?

Tear off your own head

Tear off your own head

It’s a doll revolution

You can bat your lashes

You can cut your strings

You can pull his hair with your moveable fingers

It looks so real

If one won’t do it, so collect the set

Dress him in pink ribbons

Put him in a kitchenette

How does this feel?

Tear off your own head

Tear off your own head

It’s a doll revolution

What’s that sound?

It will turn you around

It’s a doll revolution

They’re taking over

And they’re tearing it down

It’s a doll revolution

You can pull and pinch him

'Til he cries and squeals

You can twist his body 'til it faces backwards

Those plastic features

You could make somebody a pretty little wife

But don’t let anybody tell you how to live you life

Broken pieces

Tear off your own head

Tear off your own head

It’s a doll revolution

Tear off your own head

Revolution