Fools Gold

They were playing Roulette
Vegas style
When a Russian
Bought the farm
With a wild
Desperadoes in a wilderness
Filled with fools gold

The players full
The grand ball complete
The thrill triumphantly
Tripped their feet
The Makers message was timely
Yet cold

The week began
Before they stopped
Now lifeless
The thrill had flopped
Another rat race solder
Dies at war

Cause the dollar went
Before it came
They just continue
To play the game
And find felonious freedoms
In days of yore

They were remarkably discreet
But sometimes
A dog is gonna flaunt his treats
They were playing larger
Than they could compete

Their playing Roulette
Vegas style
When a Russian
Bought the farm with a wild
Desperadoes
In a wilderness
Filled with fools
Gold

Fools Gold
Fools Gold
Fools Gold



Credits
Writer(s): James Hansbauer Ii
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