The idol

Oh the idol, Oh the idol They knew the monster's every trick They knew his secrets every stitch All of it had been a game Nothing but a charlatan Perhaps there was a chance of coming through It even seemed that he might think it too But he could see no point in diving in He knew that he would neither sink nor swim And so they found he'd nothing left to say Just another idol turned to clay It seemed to them he must know what to do They knew that only he could pull them through They thought that he would make a plan He'd work it out, he'd understand Like drowning men they clutched at every straw They knew that he had saved them all before But he could see no point in diving in He knew that he would neither sink nor swim