Goldmine - Aleka’s Attic.lrc

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[00:04.02]Working the goldmine
[00:08.14]Pushing a pencil around
[00:12.29]To make the weary world decide
[00:16.30]and kick some life into the grind
[00:20.35]
[00:21.15]Scrape and scratch away on a clean slate
[00:32.79]Working the goldmine
[00:36.74]Wax poetic books to climb
[00:40.80]A shaft of light and darken heart
[00:44.73]to raise some life into the hard of heart
[00:49.21]
[00:49.80]Scrape and scratch away at your map and graphite grey
[00:53.62]on a clean slate
[00:58.02]Jump, snatch, grab for a form and chuckle
[01:01.02]You've got to create, change
[01:07.91]
[01:08.51]Work, work, work the goldmine
[01:10.06]
[01:19.58]And all the fools in the world give in,
[01:22.87]sell out, close down
[01:27.73]You might as well open up your fair share
[01:36.03]
[01:36.53]Work, work your own goldmine
[01:40.68]
[01:45.61]Salvation salesmen televise
[01:49.71]peddling the shiny red plastic cups
[01:53.68]They wish for spells that build your hopes
[01:57.75]Don't hear a word - they'll rob you blind!
[02:02.13]
[02:02.63]Feel and feel again what it means to grasp event
[02:05.78]on your own fame
[02:10.54]Think and think again just on whom it all depends
[02:14.18]You gotta create, change
[02:20.30]
[02:20.54]work, work your, work work work work the goldmine
[02:27.62]
[02:48.03]And all the gold in the world leaves you cold
[02:51.75]if it did not come from your own hands
[02:56.02]You might as well buy this touch
[02:58.13]your own way to that promised land
[03:07.26]
[03:11.02]All alone and build now
[03:14.59]Find the hydra grey now
[03:18.94]Burn the midnight oil now
[03:22.60]In the light of day now
[03:26.26]
[03:26.80]You've gotta work, work, work, work,
[03:28.51]work, work, work, work,
[03:30.46]work, work, work, work,
[03:32.52]work, work, work, pick it up
[03:34.62]
[04:05.20]Work, work, work the goldmine
[04:20.99]Work, work, work the goldmine
[04:36.93]Work, work, work the goldmine

文本歌词

Working the goldmine
Pushing a pencil around
To make the weary world decide
and kick some life into the grind
Scrape and scratch away on a clean slate
Working the goldmine
Wax poetic books to climb
A shaft of light and darken heart
to raise some life into the hard of heart
Scrape and scratch away at your map and graphite grey
on a clean slate
Jump, snatch, grab for a form and chuckle
You've got to create, change
Work, work, work the goldmine
And all the fools in the world give in,
sell out, close down
You might as well open up your fair share
Work, work your own goldmine
Salvation salesmen televise
peddling the shiny red plastic cups
They wish for spells that build your hopes
Don't hear a word - they'll rob you blind!
Feel and feel again what it means to grasp event
on your own fame
Think and think again just on whom it all depends
You gotta create, change
work, work your, work work work work the goldmine
And all the gold in the world leaves you cold
if it did not come from your own hands
You might as well buy this touch
your own way to that promised land
All alone and build now
Find the hydra grey now
Burn the midnight oil now
In the light of day now
You've gotta work, work, work, work,
work, work, work, work,
work, work, work, work,
work, work, work, pick it up
Work, work, work the goldmine
Work, work, work the goldmine
Work, work, work the goldmine