I'd be bad, I'd be wild Mother 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 proper poster of a teenage dream We love you, we love you, we love you, we love you A furry inferno on a twisted scene Gold only grows, never grow old In the bed of the gods, the end of the star Burn yourself out, do yourself in Don't try to mend, all gods fall in the end Hell, hell, the idol Hell, hell, the idol We loved you in black, we adored you in pink Up in the dark, or drowned in the drain Wrapped up in foil, an ointment in oil We love you, we love you, we love you, we love you Rip out your soul as you're playing the role We love you, we love you, we love you, we love you Nail up your hands to the bill of the maps Gold only grows, never grow old In the bed of the gods, the end of the star Burn yourself out, do yourself in Don't try to mend, all gods fall in the end Ow, ow, sweet crucifixion We hate you, we hate you, we hate you, we hate you Watch them turn gold as you start to grow old We hate you, we hate you, we hate you, we hate you Vinyl to burl as the crowd starts to turn Gold only grows, never grow old In the bed of the gods, the end of the star Burn yourself out, do yourself in Don't try to mend, all gods fall in the end Watch them turn gold as you start to grow old In the bed of the gods, the end of the star Burn yourself out, do yourself in Don't try to mend, all gods fall in the end Fell, fell, the idol All gods fall in the end Hell, hell, fell, fell, fell Hell, hell, fell, fell, fell Valentino the Sheik was the god of them all But his man Cho was dated and he took a fall Garland sent tragedy touching our hearts But her life was no tragedy more than her heart Fell, fell, fell, fell, fell Fabian and Avalon called Lahmain and Keat Kissed fickle fame and went straight down the chute Elvis the cat loved his tender rebuke But what we were seeing was never the truth Just wanted to sing but pain made its demands And I, while still young, tried to please all his fans James was the rebel who stood for an age A drink and a drive and then death took the stage Paul Billy Holiday paid all her dues When her club spread the news or gave her the blues Janis at night cruised the boys on the strip The death by the bottle is what made her hit Marilyn's beauties showed age every day But a sinister end helped her keep age away Fell, fell, fell, fell, fell, fell We love you, we love you, we love you, we love you We love you, we love you, we love you, we love you Brian Jones had an aura that Mick soon would crave But pills and a pawn set the scene for the grave Jim lived his life to put edge to his songs And died in the bath to reach where he belongs Jimmy played notes that were all heaven sent But the drink and the drugs made sure that's where he went Osmond and Cassidy records were gold But they made the mistake of going too old Bolan gone fat was not pleasant to see But we loved him again when he met with a tree Fell, fell, fell, fell, fell, fell, fell Kurt was unhappy with fame and success A gun in the mouth and what hell of a mess And who will be next on the big cross of fame A white sequined glove and a big famous name We love you, we love you, we love you, we love you We love you, we love you, we love you, we love you We love you, we love you, we love you, we love you We love you, we love you, we love you, we love you