Gold

When I was walking down an old street I heard a trembling voice calling for me He said "Can you spare some change for this Old sack of bones?" But then I wrestled some inside me I asked him why he needs my hard earned keep Don't you now that the world demands More and more of my Gold Watching the days just slip away Counting the hours till I stake my claim It's getting late and they already Turned the lights down so low The sun and moon have seen the signs The dream of many is just one big disguise I's killing me just to make ends meet And I gotta find me some more Gold And if you asked me how I'm doing Why don't you ask me how I'm doing well I'll tell you now, just how I'm doing I've seen the last of love and beauty I walk the ranks of willful duty It seems again that I've followed blindly Oh won't you please, just take my money kindly Gold