Silly puttynWhat he was in this sculptress' handsnWill gone bendynDone swaying in a rubber bandnAnd his feet gone firstnThen a desert thirst in his throatnLips gonna burstnnCap of a bottlenRolled down to the edge of the binnShe noticed the beer wasn't cooling himnAnd his feet gone firstnThen a desert thirst in his throatnLips gonna burstnThe tip of her knifenCut a nick in his veinnShe said Model today?n(you're all the same)nnSilly puttynWhat he was in this sculptress' handsnShe cut a tension linenShe had him standingnAnd his feet gone firstnThen a desert thirst in his throatnLips gonna burstnThe tip of her knifenCut a nick in his veinnShe said Hey hey you're all the same