Go
Now take a look at what you see
Do a little walking in your sleep
All around the garden shoots of green
All around the world, the human beings
They're crying out, living in a dream
Some of them are nightmares, some of them sweet
Every now and then someone starts to sing
Every now and then, but you're just standing there
And staring at some message on your omnipresent phone
You're so goddamn materialistic
Man, you've got to let it, got to let it go
Go!
Now I don't know what you've been told
Every little goldfish is not gold
Every little viper's not your friend
And a million dollars is not how your story ends
It doesn't mean a thing
Catch it on the wind, throw it to the sea
There's a lot of old, goddammit deep
Maybe you could see them if you want, you're standing
Staring at some message on your omnipresent phone
You're so goddamn materialistic
Man, you've got to let it, got to let it go
Go!
There's gonna be a thunder in the hills
There's gonna be a red moon in the sky
People never do what they've been told
You're gonna have to hold your loved ones to you through the night
Underneath the sky, turning out the lights
Everybody comes in by the fire
Dance the night away, she looks into your eyes
And now you're standing there
Just staring at some message on your omnipresent phone
You're so goddamn materialistic
Man, you've got to let it, got to let it
Got to let it go!
Got to let it go, go
(You've got to let it) got to let it
Got to let it, go
Got to let it go, go
Got to let it go
Do a little walking in your sleep
All around the garden shoots of green
All around the world, the human beings
They're crying out, living in a dream
Some of them are nightmares, some of them sweet
Every now and then someone starts to sing
Every now and then, but you're just standing there
And staring at some message on your omnipresent phone
You're so goddamn materialistic
Man, you've got to let it, got to let it go
Go!
Now I don't know what you've been told
Every little goldfish is not gold
Every little viper's not your friend
And a million dollars is not how your story ends
It doesn't mean a thing
Catch it on the wind, throw it to the sea
There's a lot of old, goddammit deep
Maybe you could see them if you want, you're standing
Staring at some message on your omnipresent phone
You're so goddamn materialistic
Man, you've got to let it, got to let it go
Go!
There's gonna be a thunder in the hills
There's gonna be a red moon in the sky
People never do what they've been told
You're gonna have to hold your loved ones to you through the night
Underneath the sky, turning out the lights
Everybody comes in by the fire
Dance the night away, she looks into your eyes
And now you're standing there
Just staring at some message on your omnipresent phone
You're so goddamn materialistic
Man, you've got to let it, got to let it
Got to let it go!
Got to let it go, go
(You've got to let it) got to let it
Got to let it, go
Got to let it go, go
Got to let it go
Credits
Writer(s): Jan Joseph Skubiszewski, Henry Angus
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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