                       Title :  Gold        

                      Artist :  T.A.F.N.A.P  
                                
                  Music/Text :  T.A.F.N.A.P           

                   Copyright :  1995 Warner Bros./WEA Intern.



There's a mountain and it's mody high
You can not see the top, less you fly
There's a movin of proofing ground
Ain't no where to go, if you hang around

Everybody wants to sell you, so ready ' been sold
Everybody wants to tell you, so ready ' been told
What's to use your money if your rain gonna' break the mood
Even not to set it of fire, there is cold
All that glitter and gold

All that glitter and gold

There's a nation of the spare
There are people living there
There in heaven I need you everyday
But heaven 's not fashion, so what you're trying to say?

Everybody wants to sell you, so ready ' been sold
Everybody wants to tell you, so ready ' been told
What's to use your money if your rain gonna' break the mood
Even not to set it of fire, there is cold
All that glitter and gold

Nono
All that glitter and gold
Nono

There's a lady, ni-ni-nine years old
She lend a good life, heaven takes her soul
That's to derail, if you don't want to know
Spoke of sad and make a weather fools and more to go

Everybody wants to sell you, so ready ' been sold - Sold
Everybody wants to tell you, so ready ' been told - Told
What's to use your peel, your weekly wake gonna get old - old 
Even not to set it of fire, there is cold - cold
All that glitter- glitter - and gold

No no no, no no
All that glitter and gold

All that glitter
All that gliter
All that glitter and gold

Nanananana
Nanananana
Nanananana
You're reminding refresh remember of the new power generation
Welcome to the daim
Nanananana



