Pro False Idol Lyrics

Gave it all away, blood or song
And there's nothing left, used to be someone
Never really die, live in magazines and on the radio
Has been demi-godPro false idol
Pro false idol
Pro false idol come prayBurned a ton of dough, no self-pride
Used to run now crawl, half-tweaked and fried
And you're not the same, like rusted chrome, relive glory days
Ignore your empty lifePro false idol
Pro false idol
Pro false idol come prayPro false idol
Pro false idol
Pro false idol come prayBig tipper let the meter run
Yellow taxi try to beat the sun
New York City see the worshipers
Hotel autograph solicitorsBig tipper let the meter run
Yellow taxi try to beat the sun
New York City see the worshipers

Hotel autograph solicitorsInfrequent sex, lie down with whores
Sleep the day away, freak boy roll onPro false idol
Pro false idol
Pro false idol come prayPro false idol
Pro false idol
Pro false idol come prayBig tipper let the meter run
Yellow taxi try to beat the sun
New York City see the worshipers
Hotel autograph solicitorsBig tipper let the meter run
Yellow taxi try to beat the sun
New York City see the worshipers
Hotel autograph solicitors, yeah