Gentleman Reg Waiting Around For Gold
Eyes, perspect eyes,
All that you gave was love,
But it’s hardly with the few months.
And nights off with the spark
Talk, talk throughout them
And your love so clinical and boring out.
It’s gone and I’m gone too
But pull me up again, so night will end convenient
I’ll say it feels good, even better than before,
Agree to try again, even though it may be better in
fact.
When they ask me what I’m doing
I say I’m waiting around for gold.
Rich is my last, only one night,
And let my failure unfold.
What greater mind to say goodbye
Swear that it already been made.
When they ask me what I’m doing
I say I’m waiting around for gold.
Months pass me on,
Your down paper think that is fine,
They salute you, your opponent.
I need to know how to escape
And do what we’ve done we know it’s wrong.
Nights become one in your room
What’s the occasion?
It seems we both forgot not to cry
But we’ll never make friends with right.
When they ask me what I’m doing
I say I’m waiting around for gold.
Rich is my last, only one night,
And let my failure unfold.
What greater mind to say goodbye
Swear that it already been made.
When they ask me what I’m doing
I say I’m waiting around for gold.
When they ask me what I’m doing
I say I’m waiting around for gold.
When they ask me what I’m doing
I say I’m waiting around for gold.
When they ask me what I’m doing
I say I’m waiting around for gold.
