Johnny wanna be a big star get on stage and play the guitar make a little money buy a fancy car a big old house and a alligator just to match with them alligator shoes Hes a rich man so hes no longer singing the blues he singin songs about material things... And platinum rings and watches that go bling, but diamonds dont bling in the dark he a star now, but he aint singin it from the heart Sooner or later hes just gonna fall apart cause his fans cant relate to his new found art He aint doin what he did from the start and thats putting in some feeling and thought he decided to live his life shallow cash in his love for material and it's gone chorus ( jack johnson ) gone going gone...everything gone give a damn gone be the birds when they dont want to sing gone people up awkward with their things....gone you see yourself in the mirror and ya ...feel safe cause it looks familiar but ya ...afraid up to open up your soul cause ya ...dont really know, to really know who is ... the person thats deep within cause you content with just being the nave brown man thought to see that its trivial, insignificatnt you addicted to material I seen your kind before your the type that thinks souls is sold in the store packaged up with inscence sticks with a vegetarian meal to you thats rightious your fiction like books , need to go out to life and look cause uh... what happens when they take your material , and you already sold your soul and its.... chorus ( jack johnson ) gone going gone...everything gone give a damn gone be the birds when they dont want to sing gone people up awkward with their things....gone you say that time is money and money is time so you got your mind on your money and your money on your mind but what about that crime you did to get paid and what about that bid you cant take it to your brain ( jack johnson ) what about those shoes your in today, they will be no good, on the bridges you've walked along the way all that money that you got gonna be gone yah.. That gear that you rock gonna be gone that house up on the hill gonna be gone the gold purse on your grill gonna be gone the ice on your wrist gonna be gone that nice little miss gonna be gone that whip that you roll ... gonna be gone whats worst is your soul already gone... (yeah it's gone) chorus ( jack johnson ) gone going gone...everything gone give a damn gone be the birds when they dont want to sing gone people awkward with their things....gone Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com