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I’ve heard whispers in town of a gold rush
They’re digging through the hills to find new lives Soon they’ll sail through days, then they’ll melt away In mansions made of skin and ivory white All I want is to be released From the worries that wait to worry me I want that gold I’m gonna bring it home I’m gonna put my feet on the road And get that gold You were sparkling down like a snowflake Through maple trees, everything was green Your silver blades arranged as if to say, “Gold is only good as what it means” If I look, I won’t forget that shine Your reflections will penetrate my mind So float into the light I want that gold I’m gonna bring it home I’m gonna put my feet on the road And get that gold |
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Things today are not what they seem
You wouldn’t like to look behind the scenes That girl is not what she appears to be When she appears on your TV Airbrushed, auto-tuned, pretty as can be I don’t have to sing my notes on key Because the robot sings it right for me Because the robot sings it right for me Hey, didn’t you know that it’s digital? A million tiny pixels, buzzing before your eyes Kid, you’ve got the look of a star It doesn’t even matter how good you are Just speak these words into that mic Something 12-year-olds will like We’ll put you up on silver screens We’ll make your voice sounds like a scream Don’t worry, you don’t have to sing on key The robot sings right as right can be The robot sings right as right can be The robot sings right as right can be The robot sings right as right can be The robot will sing it right for me! Hey, didn’t you know that it’s digital? A million tiny pixels, buzzing before your eyes Hey, didn’t you know that it’s digital? A million tiny pixels, a million little lies |
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