Bring us your trinkets, your baubles of gold
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Join the debauchery, the young and the old
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Let us bow down to his great golden calf
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Darken our spirits, as we dance and we laugh
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The golden calf takes shape - the idol of black hearts
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The whole deed, from the sum of its parts
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From the healer of sorrow came a great molten blast
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With holy tongue of fire, the commandments were cast
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Down from the mountain with two tablets of stone
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In countenanc white, Moses walked down alone
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Instructed by God to bring the people His word
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Intoxicated by evil, their judgment obscured
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Why should we listen to his set of his rules ?
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Deeper in sin sinks the assembly of fools
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Though shalt not make graven images
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Visiting evil in the land of the dust
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Though shalt not have other gods before Me
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Then only then can you truly be free
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Let us bow down to the King of kings
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Melt down this idol and the evil it brings
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Melting The Golden Calf
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