Pots of Gold

Don't believe what they tell you is true
It will be nothing more than a hoax
Loaded guys will not think of you
It's only money that's in their pokes

Even if you are a faun
Please do not count on the leprechaun
His rainbow is a blindfold
You'll never find pots of gold

You'll never find pots of gold

Everything that they tell you is something
That you will have to hide from
If you are told you are in the zone
Don't think that is so
Let them go

Everything that they tell you is something
That you will have to hide from
If you are told you are in the zone
Don't think that is so
Let them go

Don't give credit to faux gods
They want nothing but war and hate
And beware of bogus frauds
You never swallow their crooked bait

Even if you are a faun
Please do not count on the leprechaun
His rainbow is a blindfold
You'll never find pots of gold

You'll never find pots of gold

Everything that they tell you is something
That you will have to hide from
If you are told you are in the zone
Don't think that is so
Let them go

Everything that they tell you is something
That you will have to hide from
If you are told you are in the zone
Don't think that is so
Let them go



Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Javier Pelarda Tutor, Ignacio Campo Ruiz
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