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Golden

The devil you know Is back here again The devil is stoned He's making friends We move, we break The sun we shade You come we go We're fast, we're slow

I woke up early this morning around 4 a.m. With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate I pulled the covers over my head and tried to

I'm heading for the pow-wow I follow red path that leads to you (chorus) I gave my love a golden feather I gave my love a heart of stone And when you find a golden

Ladies and Gentlemen We are the things of shapes to come Your freedom's not free or dumb this depression is great The deformation age, they know my name

Put your hands on the wheel Let the golden age begin Let the window down Feel the moonlight on your skin Let the desert wind Cool your aching head Let

(let's do it again) High tech boots spray painted witcha names (do it a) T-shirts airbrushed that read the same (let's do it again) Thick herringbone chain, one gold

the golden touch Give 'em a taste but not too much I just can't listen to the words of fools I don't give away too much Someone will need your golden

San Jose Met the right girl and it sounds cliched But we decided not to take it slow I said, "Why wait, you're my soul mate" Took her by the hand in the Golden

You have my heart And we'll never be worlds apart Maybe in magazines But you'll still be my star Baby, 'cause in the dark You can't see shiny cars And