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Too, too many
Theres so, so many
Theres too, too many
Too many of us
And Everyones hoping
To be the one spun
Straw into gold
And outshine the sun
Its fools gold glowing
Nothing is growing
Nothing is flowing
From these taps
Its fools gold glowing
Nothing is flowing
Were just seagulls
Pulling at scraps
Leave, gotta leave today
Get far away from,
Far from, far from the madding crowd
Its turning grey,
Gotta leave today now
For the black clouds
No longer hoping to be the one
Spun straw, into gold
And outshine the sun
Its fools gold glowing
Nothing is growing
Nothing is flowing from these taps
Its fools gold glowing
Nothing is flowing
Were just seagulls pulling at scraps
Dont need golden fleece
Just give me some peace
Gonna learn to see whats in front of me
I want to give
I want to give not take
Everything seems so fake
Maybe its just too loud
Maybe I am just too proud
Trying to get far,
Far from the madding crowd
Cant seem to catch a break
Everything seems so fake
And everyones hoping to be the one
Spun, straw into gold and outshine the sun
Its fools gold glowing
Nothing is growing
Nothing is flowing
Its fools gold glowing
Nothing is growing
Nothing is flowing from these taps
Its fools gold glowing
Nothing is glowing
Were just seagulls pulling at scraps