| Show me what you got | |
| Please, be sure | |
| That what you have is raw | |
| Cause I'll take it as it comes | |
| Feed me with your gold | |
| But don't cross the borderline | |
| Let it shine and give some more | |
| Judge me with your trust | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect | |
| You've got to taste it | |
| And wash your soul | |
| Without reprisal | |
| Die in grace | |
| You've got to taste it | |
| And wash your soul | |
| Without reprisal | |
| Die in grace | |
| Show me how to live | |
| Lead me on | |
| 'Cause all I've got are needs | |
| Of what I long to be | |
| Spoil me with your gold | |
| I want you to cross the line | |
| Let the music turn you on | |
| Drain me with your smile | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect gold | |
| It's a perfect | |
| You've got to taste it | |
| And wash your soul | |
| Without reprisal | |
| Die in grace ... |