Here lies the body of somebody who stumbled into your home
Here lies the body of somebody who stumbled into your home
I stand by the fire, I stand by the fire
While a solid gold guitar twangs a heart throb of carnal desire
Here in this bonehouse of flesh blood and heart I remain
Here in this bonehouse of flesh blood and heart I remain
I'm getting really used to livin' in this solid gold hell
I'm getting really used to livin' in this solid gold hell
I stand by the fire, I stand by the fire
While a solid gold guitar twangs a heart throb of carnal desire
Here lies the body of somebody who stumbled into your home
Here lies the body of somebody who stumbled into your home
I'm getting really used to livin' in this solid gold hell
I'm getting really used to livin' in this solid gold hell
I'm getting really used to livin' in this solid gold hell
Solid gold hell
Solid gold hell