Johnny wanna be a big star
Get on stage and play the guitar
Make a little money, buy a fancy car
Big old house and an alligator
Just to match with them alligator shoes
He's a rich man so he's no longer chant the blues
He's chant songs about material things
And platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a étoile, star now, but he ain't chant it from the heart
Sooner ou later he's just gonna fall apart
Cause his fans can't relate to his newfound art
He ain't doing what he did from the start
And that's putting in some feeling and thought
He decided to live his life shallow
Passion is l’amour for material
[Chorus]
And its gone, gone going
Gone, everything gone, give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing
Gone, people, up awkward with their things, gone
toi see yourself in the mirror
And toi feel sûr, sans danger 'cause it looks familiar
But toi afraid to open up your soul
Cause toi don't really know, don't really know
Who is, the person that's deep within
Cause toi are content with just being the name brand man
And toi fail to see that its trivial
Insignificant, toi addicted to material
I've seen your kind before
toi the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
Packaged up with inscence sticks
With them vegetarian meals
To toi that's righteous
You're fiction like books
toi need to go out to life and look
'Cause what happens when they take your material
toi already sold your soul and it's...
[Chorus]
toi say that time is money and money is time
So toi got mind in your money and your money on your mind
But what about that crime that toi did to get paid
And what about that bid, toi can't take it to your brain
What about those shoes you'll wear today
They'll do no good on the bridges you've burned along the way
All that money that toi got gon' be gone
That gear that toi rock gon' be gone
The house up on the colline gon' be gone
The or fronts on your grill gon' be gone
The ice on your wrist gon' be gone
That nice little Miss gon' be gone
That whip that toi roll gon' be gone
And what's worst is your soul already gone
[Chorus]
Get on stage and play the guitar
Make a little money, buy a fancy car
Big old house and an alligator
Just to match with them alligator shoes
He's a rich man so he's no longer chant the blues
He's chant songs about material things
And platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a étoile, star now, but he ain't chant it from the heart
Sooner ou later he's just gonna fall apart
Cause his fans can't relate to his newfound art
He ain't doing what he did from the start
And that's putting in some feeling and thought
He decided to live his life shallow
Passion is l’amour for material
[Chorus]
And its gone, gone going
Gone, everything gone, give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing
Gone, people, up awkward with their things, gone
toi see yourself in the mirror
And toi feel sûr, sans danger 'cause it looks familiar
But toi afraid to open up your soul
Cause toi don't really know, don't really know
Who is, the person that's deep within
Cause toi are content with just being the name brand man
And toi fail to see that its trivial
Insignificant, toi addicted to material
I've seen your kind before
toi the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
Packaged up with inscence sticks
With them vegetarian meals
To toi that's righteous
You're fiction like books
toi need to go out to life and look
'Cause what happens when they take your material
toi already sold your soul and it's...
[Chorus]
toi say that time is money and money is time
So toi got mind in your money and your money on your mind
But what about that crime that toi did to get paid
And what about that bid, toi can't take it to your brain
What about those shoes you'll wear today
They'll do no good on the bridges you've burned along the way
All that money that toi got gon' be gone
That gear that toi rock gon' be gone
The house up on the colline gon' be gone
The or fronts on your grill gon' be gone
The ice on your wrist gon' be gone
That nice little Miss gon' be gone
That whip that toi roll gon' be gone
And what's worst is your soul already gone
[Chorus]