7/30/2003 alternate lyrics
Hey, golden boy with your hair hanging down
won't you leave on your ignorant crown?
prowling around on the inside of me
made all the world be more dead to me
Steal what you will from your smiling young fair
only the weight of your love in the air
you look so good, oh, if you try, try to fight
made all and no son in me grow wise
And over all, lay the mountain winding
I stood ontop and stared down low at the little plastic island
oh, the paws, you smiled so big and wide, tucked in blue to make them prouder
oh, the more hideous they grew, they more happy and make them louder
Sold off your soul, but no devil will buy
but you hold onto this insignificant lie
looking so good and so propped up and proud
maybe in your grave, you'll be outlasted by the mountain
And as I walked, I came down there into the plastic valley
and I saw all the plastic smiles and plastic assholes rolling at me
oh, and they said, oh, we love you so, oh, and we fair sway the faith for the styling
but I know if my gold was no less, they would have walked off with their back in the lying
Oh, and when the rain, rain
build me mountains glow, I fought it all away
and I stand on your lies
begging lovely plastic children, love it all and pay me for a ride
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