Golden Idol |
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Golden Idol Lyrics |
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 Well, they`ve made a Golden Idol of the girl you used to beHangin` bangles on your branches like a lonely Christmas tree. Yeah, they`ve dressed you fit for killin` in your thrillin` new disguise Nailin` artificial spangles to the diamonds in your eyes In that golden coach that turns into a bed, You better make it, gal, before you wake up dead. `Cause they`ll paint your burning beauty with a coat of shiny lies And they`ll blind you with their wine so you won`t even realize `Til you watch the face you`re washing disappearing down the drain And you`re staring in your mirror going privately insane And that golden crown they`ve pushed down on your head You better make it, gal, before you wake up dead. Look around them golden sidewalks that you`re walking on today And you`ll see that lonely gutter just a careless step away And that altar that they`re building you don`t even understand `Cause you`re dazzled by the flashing of the daggers in their hands. You`ll be dancing in the darkness when their music disappears And the jangle of your chains will be the only sound you hear `Til your broken body`s bleeding on an altar made of stone And you`ve sacrificed your soul to please a world that`s sick and wrong And you never heard a single word I said. Aww, make it, gal, before you wake up dead. |
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