Czar (Band) - The Golden Calf lyrics

We had nosebleed seats at the crucifixion, so we'd just as soon drink in the parking lot Where we met a slick talking bible salesman, who said "Don't you know that god is dead? But you've got that look! You'll be making headlines and the cover of the Holy Book!" (Martyrdom bought and sold Patented and collected Restocked, and forgotten with the next shipment) The second coming went triple platinum New Jesus with the pricetags on Posable, disposable messiah Hold your applause for the false prophet This graven image At which I stare Is "in his image" If I should care Enlightenment brushed my lips, but my tongue never tasted it's virginity No more Sphinxes* No more Riddles I looked. I pried I prodded I didn't have a third eye Just a new hole In my head They'll just keep f**ing the cash cow until it stops coughing up quarters *note: the proper plural form of Sphinx would be Sphinges, but that just sounds silly, doesn't it?