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=Black Eyed Peas ft. Jack Johnson - Gone Going=

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LYRICS

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 He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues He's singing songs about material things And platinum rings and watches that go bling But, diamonds don't blink 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 Coz his fans can't relate to his new found art He ain't doing what he did from the start And that's puttin' in some feeling and thought He decided to live his life shallow Cash in his love for material. And it's gone...

[Chorus] Gone going, gone Everything gone give a damn Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing "Gone people" up awkward with their things gone.

You see yourself in the mirror and you Feel safe coz it looks familiar But you're afraid to open up your soul coz you Don't really know, don't really know who is The person that's deep within Coz you're content with just being the name brand band And ya fail to see that its trivial, insignificant, you addicted to material

I've seen your kind before You the type that thinks souls is sold in a store Packaged up with incense sticks With them vegetarian melts To you, that's righteous You're fiction like books You need to go out to life and look Coz what happens when they take your material and you already sold your soul? And it's...

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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 that you did to get paid And what about... that bit, "You can't take it to your grave" And what about those shoes you'll wear today They'll do no good on the bridges you burnt along the way

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 That 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 And what's worst is your soul already gone Coz it's...

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