Top of the fold, toast of the town everyone stops when you come around. They hold their breath for you. Heroes are born. Idols are made. We´re all fools for this factory fame and you´ve got the brand new face. You´ve got the brand new face, golden boy.

Beauty untamed, stupid and wild poster boy, you´re society´s child. Cut your teeth. Cut your mouth.
Cut it out. Meteor rise from obscurity, all it took was a killing spree and the whole world was lying at your feet, golden boy.

I know my place. Stick to my lines. Stay in your shadow, don´t block your light so you can shine divine. So you can shine divine, golden boy.