I'm going to ride with the idol
Like a creature on display,
Tied to the bottom of a cage.
Ride with the idol,
But it won't turn out the same.
I know they won't blow out the flame.
Over my shoulder, I know they're waiting.
Their dirty hands are everywhere.
And as they get closer all the pretense is fading.
The face beneath the skin is bare.
So now I ride with the idol
Like a creature on display,
Tied to the bottom of a cage, oh yeah.
Ride with the idol,
But it won't turn out the same.
I know they won't blow out the flame.
I can never learn to say no.
Won't they ever let me go?
[Guitar interlude]
I'm going to ride with the idol
Like a creature on display,
Tied to the bottom of a cage. oh yeah, yeah.
Ride with the idol,
But it won't turn out the same.
I know they won't blow out the flame.
Ride with the idol,
Like a creature on display,
Tied to the bottom of a cage. oh yeah, yeah.
Ride with the idol,
But it won't turn out the same.
I know they won't blow out the flame