Searching gold in the midnight cold We travelled arm in arm at the same pace Keeping each other warm in the rising storm Searching gold Where's the gold
coats Searching gold in the midnight cold We travelled arm in arm at the same pace Keeping each other warm in the rising storm Searching gold Where's the gold
: Searching to find love no hurting she needs kind love certainly ready anytime for divine love [chorus:] I need her in I amrs to charm and keep I warm
a life) Livin in the world of crime tonight (takes a life) Can't find a better way to break you This ain't livin I gotta do what I gotta do [2Pac] Peep
Hell I need some time Who cares about life, and the highs and lows Maybe I should write another song about pimps and hoes Cars and clothes, Idol Gods, Golden Cabs, Louie Scarfs I do
and start digging? That makes perfect sense! Joseph Smith went up on that hill And dug where he was told And deep in the ground Joseph found Shining plates of gold "What are these Golden
: [Chorus] She was covered in leather and gold 21 years old I lost her in the cold It's unfair she's out there Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
are invincible, and we will win!" "What do I do now?" said the wise man to the fool, "I have spent my whole life searching, to find the Golden Rule,
: (Bowie) Well, how come you only want tomorrow With its promise of something hard to do A real life adventure worth more than pieces of gold Blue
the coast of gold across the seven seas I'm travelling on far and wide But now it seems I'm just a stranger to myself And all the things I sometimes do
Somewhere Dude; Ho!) I Know That Out There Theres A Few (Put Ya Hands Up Ladies; Yea Man) See I've Been Searching I Don't What To Do Can You Help Me? (
"where can that be?" Your black I can't tell you that "So what can we do?" Well you can do what you will What do we usually do when you've got time to
wings to fly Following the sun, the golden one Losing sense for space and time Can you feel the waves of life (Can you) hear the sigh of love Do you
to be a child again So many things to do Playground noise and coloured toys And everything brand new I'd like to be a pirate ship In search of hidden gold
stealthy, stealthy 'Till you get bold, rush the gold, And before you're much older, You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya, Competition starts swearing ya, Gold
others REPEAT CHORUS la la ~~~~ throw away the toy in hands first know how to sleep properly after crawling over deep ravine search in mud found this (you) unwillingly believe golden
