Goldfinger - London Symphony, John Cacavas

Goldfinger

He’s the man, the man with the Midas touch

A spider’s touch

Such a cold finger

Beckons you to enter his web of sin

But don’t go in

Golden words he will pour in your ear

But his lies can’t disguise what you fear

For a golden girl knows when he’s kissed her

It’s the kiss of death…

From Mister Goldfinger

Pretty girl, beware of his heart of gold

This heart is cold

Golden words he will pour in your ear

But his lies can’t disguise what you fear

For a golden girl knows when he’s kissed her

It’s the kiss of death…

From Mister Goldfinger

Pretty girl, beware of his heart of gold

This heart is cold

He loves only gold

Only gold

He loves gold

He loves only gold

He loves gold

Only Gold