Ninety feet tall and nine feet wide Solid gold – “it must be a god” They were told “when you hear the music play Fall on your knees and begin to pray” They were told But when the trumpet sounded The whole world bowed Three men stood there all alone – they said Not gonna bow to your idols Not gonna bow, oh no Not gonna bow to your idols I won’t bow down All bobby wanted was just to fit in To be accepted he must act like them He said no “everybody does it – so what’s the fuss? Come on, bobby – won’t you be like us?” He said no And when the pressure came He watched them bow Bobby stood there all alone - he said We don’t have to give in to it We can choose to go against the crowd