push my buttons, and ya pull my strings
  try to make me jump thru flaming rings
  pull my strings, push my buttons
  you must believe that I'm made of mutton
  devilish angel perched on my shoulder
  watchin my life like Scully and Molder
  you got the heart of Haley and the brain of Bolger
  order me around like a good wooden soldier

  you're a puppeteer, you try to make me dance
  cause you're thinkin my strings end in your pants
  workin my servos by remote control
  grabbin more wires than a telephone pole
  yank my chain and jerk my tears
  rattle my brain and spill my beers
  I hope you don't plan to spend the rest of your years
  pitchin your forked tongue at my friends' ears

  Mr. Sulu reports that the helm does not respond
  because I can't be ordered and I can't be conned
  buttons and strings, a pushin and a pullin
  you better knock it off, now I ain't foolin
  I am the captain of my own Enterprise
  don't wanna get wrapped in any of your lies
  I click my heals, I've had the power all the time
  to disconnect those buttons and strings of mine
  disconnect those buttons and strings of mine
  disconnect those buttons and strings of mine
  disconnect those buttons and strings