كلمات White Gold

The beautiful heathens You're walking and talking and talking the walk The Garden of Eden You'll never be, never be, never be lost The bigger the feeling The bigger the fall Walk in that room like you're twenty feet tall Lonely the viper Wanders the road Singing songs of denial The story he told Oh, we'll never get tired We'll never grow old And when your head's hanging low White gold Hey, paper tiger You're making, you're making, you're making your mark My easy rider The omen, the prophet the God of the dark You're craving the power You're sucking it up You’ve got a secret, tell me, who do you love? Lonely the viper Wanders the road Singing songs of denial The story he told Oh, we'll never get tired We'll never grow old And when your head's hanging low White gold Lonely the viper Wanders the road Singing songs of denial The story he told Oh, we'll never get tired We'll never grow old And when your head's hanging low White gold Oh, white gold