The Idol (Idolised)
Hail Hail the Idol
Hail Hail the Idol
Idol be bad
Idol be wild
Martyr your heart
Father a love child
We need all your kinks
And your dark attitude
We live on your sins
And your volatile moods
We love you, we love you
We love you, we love you
You're a pop up poster of a teenage dream
We love you, we love you
We love you, we love you
A fur inferno on a twisted scene
Go for the gold
Never grow old
In the bed or the car
It's the end of the star
Burn yourself out
Do yourself in
Don't try to mend
All gods fall in the end
Hail Hail the Idol
Hail Hail the Idol
We loved you in black
We adored you in pink
Up in the dock
Or drowned in the drink
Wrapped up in foil
Anointed in oil
We love you, we love you
We love you, we love you
Rip out your soul as you're playing the role
We love you, we love you
We love you, we love you
Nail up your hands to fulfil our demands
Go for the gold
Never grow old
In the bed or the car
It's the end of the star
Burn yourself out
Do yourself in
Don't try to mend
All gods fall in the end
Sweet crucifixion
We hate you, we hate you
We hate you, we hate you
Watch them turn cold as you start to grow old
We hate you, we hate you
We hate you, we hate you
Vinyl to burn as the crowd starts to turn
Go for the gold
Never grow old
In the bed or the car
It's the end of the star
Burn yourself out
Do yourself in
Don't try to mend
All gods fall in the end
Be what you are
In the bed or the car
In the bath or the bar
It's the end of the star-a