Golden Idol — текст песни (Kris Kristofferson)

Well they`ve made a golden idol of a girl you used to be
Hangin` 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 the golden coach that turns into a bed
You better make it girl 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
Till you watch the face you`re washin` disappearin` down the drain
And you`re staring in your mirror going privately insane
In that golden crown they`ve pushed down on your head
You better make it girl 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 the altar that they`re building you don`t even understand
Cause they`re dazzled by the flashing of the daggers in their hands
We`ll be dancing in the darkness when their music disappears
And the jangle of your chains will be the only sound you hear
Till your broken body`s bleedin` on an altar made of stone
And you`ve sacrificed your soul to please a world that`s sick and wrong
Cause you never heard a single word I said oh make it girl before you wake up dead