The Stone Roses - Fools Gold текст песни

The gold road's sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife
The gold road's sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife

I'm no clown I won't back down
I don't need you to tell me what's going down
Down down down down dara down down
Down down down down dara down down

I'm standing alone
I'm watching you all
I'm seeing you sinking
I'm standing alone
You're weighing your gold
I'm watching you sinking
Fool's gold

These boots weren't made for walking
The Marquis de Sade never made no boots like these

Gold's just around the corner
Breakdown's coming up round the bend
What ya doing?

Sometimes you have to try to get along dear
I know the truth and I know what you're thinking
Down down down down dara down down

I'm standing alone
I'm watching you all
I'm seeing you sinking

I'm standing alone
You're weighing your gold
I'm watching you sinking
Fool's gold

Fool's gold

I'm standing alone
I'm watching you all
I'm seeing you sinking

I'm standing alone
You're weighing your gold
I'm watching you sinking
Fool's gold