The Idol - Marc Almond, Bob Clearmountain

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