Hail Hail the Idol
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Hail Hail the Idol
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Idol be bad
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Idol be wild
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Martyr your heart
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Father a love child
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We need all your kinks
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And your dark attitude
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We live on your sins
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And your volatile moods
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We love you, we love you
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We love you, we love you
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You're a pop up poster of a teenage dream
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We love you, we love you
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We love you, we love you
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A fur inferno on a twisted scene
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Go for the gold
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Never grow old
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In the bed or the car
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It's the end of the star
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Burn yourself out
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Do yourself in
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Don't try to mend
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All gods fall in the end
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Hail Hail the Idol
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Hail Hail the Idol
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We loved you in black
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We adored you in pink
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Up in the dock
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Or drowned in the drink
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Wrapped up in foil
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Anointed in oil
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We love you, we love you
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We love you, we love you
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Rip out your soul as you're playing the role
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We love you, we love you
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We love you, we love you
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Nail up your hands to fulfil our demands
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Go for the gold
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Never grow old
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In the bed or the car
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It's the end of the star
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Burn yourself out
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Do yourself in
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Don't try to mend
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All gods fall in the end
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Sweet crucifixion
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We hate you, we hate you
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We hate you, we hate you
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Watch them turn cold as you start to grow old
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We hate you, we hate you
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We hate you, we hate you
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Vinyl to burn as the crowd starts to turn
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Go for the gold
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Never grow old
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In the bed or the car
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It's the end of the star
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Burn yourself out
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Do yourself in
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Don't try to mend
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All gods fall in the end
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Be what you are
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In the bed or the car
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In the bath or the bar
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It's the end of the star
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Burn yourself out
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Do yourself in
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Don't try to mend
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All gods fall in the end
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Fail Fail the Idol
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Fail Fail the Idol
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Fail Fail the Idol
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Fail Fail the Idol
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All gods fall in the end
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Valentino the sheik was the God of them all
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But his macho was dented and he took a fall
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Garland sang tragedy touching our hearts
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But her life was a tragedy more than her art
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Fabian and Avalon gold lamed and cute
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Kissed fickle fame and went straight down the chute
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Elvis the cat loved us tender with youth
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But what we were seeing was never the truth
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Just wanted to sing but fame made its demands
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And died while still young trying to please all his fans
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James was a rebel that stood for an age
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A drink and a drive and then death took the stage
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Poor Billie Holliday paid all her dues
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When her close friend the needle gave her the blues
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Janis at night cruised for boys on the strip
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But death by the bottle is what made her hip
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Marylin's beauty showed age every day
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But her sinister end helped her keep age away
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We love you, we love you
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We love you, we love you
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We love you, we love you
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We love you, we love you
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Brian Jones had an aura that Mick soon would crave
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But pills and a pool set the scene for the grave
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Jim lived his life to put edge to his songs
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But he died in the bath to reach where he belongs
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Jimi played notes that were all heaven-sent
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But the drink and the drugs made sure that's where he went
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Osmond and Cassidy records all gold
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But they made the mistake of growing too old
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Bolan got fat was not pleasant to see
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But we loved him again when he met with a tree
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Kurt was unhappy with fame and success
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A gun in the mouth and one hell of a mess
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And who will be next on the big cross of fame?
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A white sequinned glove and a big famous name?
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We hate you, we hate you
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We hate you, we hate you
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We hate you, we hate you
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We hate you, we hate you
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The Idol
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| Marc Almond |
