Fool's Gold (Demo Version)
Too, too many
There? s so, so many
There? s too, too many
Too many of us
Everyone? s hoping to be the one spun
Straw into gold and outshine the sun
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is growing
Nothing is flowing from these taps
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is flowing
We? re just seagulls pulling at scraps
Leave, gotta leave today
Get far away from, far from, far from the madding crowd
It? s turning gray now, gotta leave today now
For the, for the black clouds
No longer hoping to be the one
Spun straw into gold and outshine the sun
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is growing
Nothing is flowing from these taps
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is flowing
We? re just seagulls pulling at scraps
Don? t need golden fleece
Just give me some peace
Gonna learn to see what? s in front of me
I wanna give, I wanna give not take
Everything seems so fake
Maybe it? s just too loud
Maybe I am just too proud
Trying to get far, far from the madding crowd
Can? t seem to catch a break
Everything seems so fake
Everything seems so fake
And everyone? s hoping to be the one
Spun straw into gold and outshine the sun
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is growing, nothing is flowing
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is growing
Nothing is flowing from these taps
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is growing
We? re just seagulls pulling at scraps
Too, too, too, so, so, so
Too, too, too many
There? s too, too, too, so, so, so
Too, too, too, too many, there? s too many
There? s so, so many
There? s too, too many
Too many of us
Everyone? s hoping to be the one spun
Straw into gold and outshine the sun
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is growing
Nothing is flowing from these taps
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is flowing
We? re just seagulls pulling at scraps
Leave, gotta leave today
Get far away from, far from, far from the madding crowd
It? s turning gray now, gotta leave today now
For the, for the black clouds
No longer hoping to be the one
Spun straw into gold and outshine the sun
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is growing
Nothing is flowing from these taps
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is flowing
We? re just seagulls pulling at scraps
Don? t need golden fleece
Just give me some peace
Gonna learn to see what? s in front of me
I wanna give, I wanna give not take
Everything seems so fake
Maybe it? s just too loud
Maybe I am just too proud
Trying to get far, far from the madding crowd
Can? t seem to catch a break
Everything seems so fake
Everything seems so fake
And everyone? s hoping to be the one
Spun straw into gold and outshine the sun
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is growing, nothing is flowing
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is growing
Nothing is flowing from these taps
It? s fool? s gold glowing, nothing is growing
We? re just seagulls pulling at scraps
Too, too, too, so, so, so
Too, too, too many
There? s too, too, too, so, so, so
Too, too, too, too many, there? s too many
Credits
Writer(s): Ian George Brown, John Squire
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