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 chorus 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 cha be like us he said no and when the pressure came he watched them bow bobby stood there all alone he said repeat chorus we don t have to give in to it we can choose to go against the crowd