Burn down all your idols
Destroy your idols
Create a scene
There goes all you reason
It's helter skelter
It's not a dream
Come down from the alter
Remove your blindfold
What do you see
Nothing left to do here
There's nothing new here
It's all the same
Chorus
You're going down down down
How low can you go
You're going down down down
How low can you go
You're going down down down
How low can you go
Hare, Hare Krishna
Was that your sister
A covergirl
A wasted primadonna
She lost her way here
She disappeared
Come back to your altar
And build a fire
It's getting cold
Nothing stops to wait here
There's not a soul here
You're all alone
Chorus

Here we go now
Kill the new religion
No inhibition
No alabies
Televised confession
A new obsession is on the rise
Miscommunication
Disinformation
A perfect waste
Bite the sacred apple
Suck the poison
Enjoy the taste
Chorus


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