Lyrics:

Gave it all away
Blood for song
And there's nothing left
Used to be someone
Never really die
Live in magazines
And on the radio
Has-been demigod

Pro false idol
Pro false idol
Pro false idol, come pray

Burned 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 life

Pro false idol
Pro false idol
Pro false idol, come pray
Pro false idol
Pro false idol
Pro false idol, come pray (Come pray)


Big tipper let the meter run
Yellow taxi, try to beat the sun
New York City, see the worshippers
Hotel autograph solicitors
Big tipper let the meter run
Yellow taxi, try to beat the sun
New York City, see the worshippers
Hotel autograph solicitors

Mm...

Infrequent sex
Lie down with whores
Sleep the day away
Freak boy, roll on

Pro false idol
Pro false idol
Pro false idol, come pray
Pro false idol
Pro false idol
Pro false idol, come pray (Come pray)


Big tipper, let the meter run
Yellow taxi, try to beat the sun
New York City, see the worshippers
Hotel autograph solicitors
Big tipper, let the meter run
Yellow taxi, try to beat the sun
New York City, see the worshippers
Hotel autograph solicitors

Big tipper let the meter run
Yellow taxi try to beat the sun
New York City, see the worshippers
Hotel autograph solicitors, yeah