Who dries your eyes when you cry real tears Who knows 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 Pull out his hair with your moveable fingers It looks so real But 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'll turn you around It's a doll revolution They're takin' over and they're tearin' it down It's a doll revolution.
(Revolution)
You can pull and pinch him 'til he cries and squeals You can twist his body 'til it faces backwards Plastic features You could make somebody a pretty little wife But don't let anybody tell you how to live your life Broken pieces.
Tear off your own head Tear off your own head It's a doll revolution.
Tear off your own head Tear off your own head It's a doll revolution.
What's that sound, it'll turn you around It's a doll revolution They're takin' over and they're tearin' it down It's a doll revolution.
It's a doll revolution.
Revolution (revolution) Tear off your own head Tear off your own head (revolution) Tear off your own head Tear off your own head Tear off your own head (revolution).
