Текст песни Stone Roses - Fools Gold
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The gold roads sure a long roadWinds on through the hills for fifteen daysThe pack on my back is achingThe straps seem to cut me like a knifeThe gold roads sure a long roadWinds on through the hills for fifteen daysThe pack on my back is achingThe straps seem to cut me like a knifeIm no clown I wont back downI dont need you to tell me whats going downDown down down down da down down downDown down down down da down down downIm standing aloneIm watching you allIm seeing you sinkingIm standing aloneYoure weighing the goldIm watching you sinkingFools goldThese boots were made for walkingThe marquis de sade dont wear no boots like theseGolds just around the cornerBreakdowns coming up round the bendSometimes you have to try to get along dearI know the truth and I know what youre thinkingDown down down down da down down downIm standing aloneIm watching you allIm seeing you sinkingIm standing aloneYoure weighing the goldIm watching you sinkingFools goldFools goldIm standing aloneIm watching you allIm seeing you sinkingIm standing aloneYoure weighing the goldIm watching you sinkingFools gold