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[Will.i.am] Johnny wanna be a big star Get on stage and play the guitar Make a little money buy a fancy car Big old house and an alligator Just to match with them alligator shoes Hes a rich man so he's no longer singin' the blues Hes singing songs about material things and platinum rings and watches that go bling But, diamonds don't bling in the dark He a star now, but he ain't singing it from the heart Sooner or later it's just gonna fall apart 'Cause his fans can't relate to his new-found art. He ain't doing what he did from the start and that's putting in some feeling and thought He decided to live his life shallow Cash in his love for material [Jack Johnson] And its gone..gone..going.. gone..everything gone..give a damn.. gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing.. gone people..--- awkward with their things.. Gone. [Will.i.am] You see yourself in the mirror and you Feel safe 'cause it looks familiar but you Afraid to open up your soul 'cause you Don't really know Don't really know who is, The person that's deep within 'Cause you're content with just being a name-brand man and you Fail to see that its trivial, Insignificent, you addicted to material I've seen your kind before You're the type that thinks souls is sold in a store Packaged up with incense sticks With a vegatarian meal To you that's rightous You're fiction like books you need to go out to life and look 'Cause..What happens when they take your material And you already sold your soul [Jack Johnson] And its gone..gone..going.. gone..everything gone..give a damn.. gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing.. gone people..--- awkward with their things.. Gone. [Will.i.am] You say that time is money and money is time so you got mind on your money and your money on your mind But what about.. That crime that you did to get paid And what about.. That bit, you can't take it to your grave [Jack Johnson] And what about those shoes you're in today They'll do no good On the bridges you've burnt along the way [Will.i.am] All that money that you got Gonna be gone That gear that you rock gonna be gone The house up on the hill gonna be gone The gold --- 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 And what’s worse is your soul already gone [Jack Johnson] And its gone..gone..going.. gone..everything gone..give a damn.. gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing.. gone people..--- awkward with their things.. Gone. Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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