Goldmine Letra

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