| Song | Marionette |
| Artist | Toyah |
| Album | Anthem |
| Twisted strangers | |
| Have gone to war | |
| Oxygen drunk | |
| Fall bleeding to the floor | |
| Glass eyed creatures | |
| Fragmented features | |
| Piecing together | |
| Fallen warriors | |
| A revolution | |
| For the maiden queen(And I can see) | |
| Sherwood Forest | |
| Or an African scene | |
| The Marionette | |
| She has velvet claws | |
| She pulls the strings | |
| In this city of whores | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| You say “yes” | |
| You bend, she wins | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| Pulls and pulls' | |
| Til your spirit gives in | |
| Gruelling hot sweat | |
| In the land of a whore | |
| Oh, will this be war? | |
| Oh, will this be war? | |
| The knave and the pawn | |
| Ripen the whore | |
| With bastard sons | |
| Her brats of law | |
| The hawk and the falcon | |
| Swoop to blind their eyes | |
| The reaper, she laughs | |
| She chokes, she cries | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| You say “yes” | |
| You bend, she wins | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| Pulls and pulls' | |
| Til your spirit gives in | |
| Foaming white horses | |
| Cracking their sinews | |
| For the Maidens of | |
| TroyThe bell tower falls | |
| Pouring to the floor | |
| Whoa, love and death, | |
| A climax all in all | |
| Medieval shores and madrigals | |
| Her velvet claws | |
| Pull you with passion to her floor | |
| In the cathedral | |
| Her children sing | |
| In the cathedral | |
| The pendulum swings | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| You say “yes” | |
| You bend, she wins | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| Pulls and pulls' | |
| Til your spirit gives in | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| You say “yes” | |
| You bend, she wins | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| Pulls and pulls' | |
| Til your spirit gives in |
| Twisted strangers | |
| Have gone to war | |
| Oxygen drunk | |
| Fall bleeding to the floor | |
| Glass eyed creatures | |
| Fragmented features | |
| Piecing together | |
| Fallen warriors | |
| A revolution | |
| For the maiden queen And I can see | |
| Sherwood Forest | |
| Or an African scene | |
| The Marionette | |
| She has velvet claws | |
| She pulls the strings | |
| In this city of whores | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| You say " yes" | |
| You bend, she wins | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| Pulls and pulls' | |
| Til your spirit gives in | |
| Gruelling hot sweat | |
| In the land of a whore | |
| Oh, will this be war? | |
| Oh, will this be war? | |
| The knave and the pawn | |
| Ripen the whore | |
| With bastard sons | |
| Her brats of law | |
| The hawk and the falcon | |
| Swoop to blind their eyes | |
| The reaper, she laughs | |
| She chokes, she cries | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| You say " yes" | |
| You bend, she wins | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| Pulls and pulls' | |
| Til your spirit gives in | |
| Foaming white horses | |
| Cracking their sinews | |
| For the Maidens of | |
| TroyThe bell tower falls | |
| Pouring to the floor | |
| Whoa, love and death, | |
| A climax all in all | |
| Medieval shores and madrigals | |
| Her velvet claws | |
| Pull you with passion to her floor | |
| In the cathedral | |
| Her children sing | |
| In the cathedral | |
| The pendulum swings | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| You say " yes" | |
| You bend, she wins | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| Pulls and pulls' | |
| Til your spirit gives in | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| You say " yes" | |
| You bend, she wins | |
| The Marionette pulls the strings | |
| Pulls and pulls' | |
| Til your spirit gives in |