His Midas Touch Lyrics

His Midas Touch lyrics

Wear a black hat, baby, I'll check you out 

Wear a night coat, for a night on the town 

Keep your head real low, or they'll find us out

Yeah just play it cool, this is the final count 



Red eye glare from the balcony 

Give me the photo lens, marked sympathy 

Nine o'clock figure in satin sheets 

Yeah just play it cool, and follow me 



And everything you touch just turns to gold 

And everything you touch just turns to gold 



With your duct taped hands and a blind fold on 

I will find out how it all went so wrong 

Investigate this ticking bomb 

Before it goes off, and kills us all 



And everything you touch just turns to gold 

And everything you touch just turns to gold 

And everything you touch in me is yours 

And everything you touch just turns to gold 



Take away these pitied alms 

And try and move on 



And everything you touch just turns to gold 

And everything you touch just turns to gold 

And everything you touch in me is yours 

And everything you touch just turns to gold