Solid Gold Telephone - Head Automatica

Teen runaway, youth depraved, your time is almost here

Shimmies and shakes, stands by her side

And whispers something in her ear

«You can’t go home high, not tonight»

Go man go, Saturn here we come

And if you’re in the know

Your soul’s solid gold

Teen runaway, youth depraved, grows tipsy off wine

But baby makes a sweet embrace, a gift so very hard to find

«You can’t go home high, not tonight»

Go man go, Saturn here we come

And if you’re in the know

Your soul’s solid gold

Go man go, Saturn here we come

And if you’re in the know

Go man go, Saturn here we come

And if you’re in the know