[Layered Chant] Thats the sound of the man, working at the chain.. [Verse 1] Live and die to live and die Worthless lives repeat in time Doomed to roam this cream and brown Take his square and knock it down Its all part of the game go with it These pawns could be queens go get it Now whos the fool that said it so That all that glitters is not gold [Bridge 1] Girl.. That could be your world on the TV screen You could be the one that corners your king The finest piece that weve ever seen.. [Verse 2] Now listen I was born in London town Where the man runs from the beast fore he hunts it down Makes a poor family a feast after lunch in town With the sweet folly of peace cos they rent the grounds Its all part of the contract go with it And Mom really wants that go get it Now whos the fool that said it so That all that glitters cant be yours [Bridge 2] That could be your world on the TV screen You could have your hands on all of those things In the finest age in technology With the world on its grind, world on its grind [Layered Chant] Thats the sound of the man, working at the chain.. [Verse 3] She wants a Rolly on her wrist with a Phantom Royce The only handcuffs that shed wear by choice The rest are part of the game The time that she does will look so good in gold [Bridge 3] Who needs the world with the TV screen When you look so good in gold Who needs the world with the TV screen.. [Verse 4] Then somebody told her that she couldnt get the Rolls at most She took the long way home, didnt look at the sky Because the moment she ceased to believe in ghosts Is the moment she ceased to believe in God [Bridge 4] Girl.. Who needs the world with the TV screen When you look so good in gold Who needs the world with the TV screen..
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