Golden Head, and feet of clay.
And someone said it looked like me.
You know you're not to blind to see...
his golden head and feet of clay.
Look in his eyes and see the disease...
but in his mind he's free and clean.
And when the water washes you clean...
you see the disease eating me.
You see the disease eating me.
You see it eating me.
You see it eating me.
You see it eating me.
You see it eating me...
And someone said it looked like me.
You know you're not to blind to see...
his golden head and feet of clay.
Look in his eyes and see the disease...
but in his mind he's free and clean.
And when the water washes you clean...
you see the disease eating me.
You see the disease eating me.
You see it eating me.
You see it eating me.
You see it eating me.
You see it eating me...