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Gold
03:40
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When you look down a line of blue a little figure to trouble you
Where there’s fool’s gold baby what will you do
A little problem until it grew a little errand an hour or two
But its fool’s gold baby they’re selling you
With promises of freedom with promises of easy living
They’ll swear it to the ceiling but oh baby what they’re stealing
Beautiful eye delicate curl a precious mind your secret pearl
Beautiful eye delicate curl a precious mind your secret pearl your little girl
When you were out feeling little kicks and puffing on the liberty sticks
The fool’s gold told ya it’s nothing you’ll miss
It’s just a think that real women do and you could be a real woman too
But its fool’s gold baby they’re selling you
With promises of freedom with promises of easy living
They’ll swear it to the ceiling but oh baby what they’re stealing
Beautiful eye delicate curl a precious mind your secret pearl
Beautiful eye delicate curl a precious mind your secret pearl your little girl
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Buildin' This Boat
02:37
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We’ve been building this boat for 15 years carrying cedars up the stairs
Listen for thunder cup our ears but we still haven’t seen no rain
Woah-oh still haven’t seen no rain
We’ve been building this boat for 20 years gathering creatures in their pairs
Waitin’ for black clouds to appear but we still haven’t seen no rain
We’ve been building this boat for 30 years building this boat for 40 years
Building this boat for 50 years but we still haven’t seen no rain
Woah-oh still haven’t seen no rain
We’ve been building this boat for 60 years spending all our blood sweat and tears
A hundred and one bottles of beer but we still haven’t seen no rain
We’ve been building this boat for 70 years counting our wrinkles and grey hairs
Trustin’ in Jesus say our prayers but we still haven’t seen no rain
Woah-oh still haven’t seen no rain
We’ve been building this boat for 80 years building this boat for 90 years
Building this boat 100 years but we still haven’t seen no rain
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Televista they’re settin’ em up astronauts and they’re sendin’ em up
Vietnam they’re blowin’ it up Heaven knows it’s never enough
Broadcast on Saturday night soaking in the glorious light
Carrying us back to Plato’s’ cave lockin’ the door and keeping the gates safe
Ask the children, where are their eyes where they look when the snake bites
All eyes on the T.V. screen I observe them and they observe me
Wo ho ho look at it roll more you see the less you know
Antenna’s up lookin’ great turn the dials seven and eight
Lockin’ the door and keeping the gates safe
Something that they’re hiddin’ they’re keeping the gates
This kind of light is blindin’ they’re keeping the gates
Outside the sun is shinin’ but they’re keeping the gates - they’re keeping the gates
Waking up in chains it’s a frantic search for the off switch
You want a gate that’s open one to put our hope in
Everything that’s covered (it’s) gonna be discovered
While the walls fall and break tune in to stay in place
Lockin’ the door and keeping the gates safe
Something that they’re hiddin’ they’re keeping the gates
This kind of light is blindin’ they’re keeping the gates
Outside the sun is shinin’ but they’re keeping the gates - they’re keeping the gates
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Fang Fang Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Fang Fang is an American punk band from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Comprised of husband and wife duos Tom and Marina Manns and Kenny and Sara Klein. Started in 2004, Fang Fang has spent the last 20 years playing shows, writing and recording music and resisting evil. ... more
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