Statefinger
It's the one, the one with no Midas touch
a spider's touch
Such a cold finger
forcing you to enter a web of sin
but don't go in
Golden words it will pour in your ear
but its lies can't disguise what you fear
But a golden mum knows when it's kissed her
It's the kiss of death from Mr
Statefinger
Pretty mum
beware of this heart so old
this heart is cold
Golden words it will pour in your ear
but its lies can't disguise what you feel
But a golden mum knows when it's kissed her
It's the kiss of death from Mr
Statefinger
Pretty mum
beware of its heart so old
this heart is cold
it loves only gold
only gold
It loves gold
It loves only gold
Only gold
It loves GO O O O O O O O O O O LD
(Stigmum is well aware what side my bread's buttered on (both) but could not resist playing with this powerful Shirley Bassey number)
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