Prince - Gold

There's a mountain and it's mighty high
U cannot see the top, unless U fly
There's a molehill, of proven ground
There ain't nowhere 2 go if U hang around

Everybody wants 2 sell what's already been sold
Everybody wants 2 tell what's already been told
What's the use of money
If U ain't gonna break the mold
Even at the center of the fire, there is cold
And all that glitters ain't gold
And all that glitters ain't gold There's an ocean, of despair
There R people livin' there
They're unhappy, each and every day
Hell is not fashion, so whatcha tryin' 2 say?

Everybody wants 2 sell what's already been sold
Everybody wants 2 tell what's already been told
What's the use of money
If U ain't gonna break the mold
Even at the center of the fire, there is cold
And all that glitters ain't gold
And all that glitters ain't gold

There's a lady, 99-years-old
If she led a good life, heaven takes her soul
That's a theory and if U don't want 2 know
Step aside and make a way 4 those who want 2 go...