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"Gone Going" featuring vocals from Jack Johnson, from the album Monkey Business. Johnny wanna be a big star Get on stage and play the guitar Make a little money, buy a fancy car A big old house and an alligator Just to match with them alligator shoes He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues He's singing songs about material things And platinum rings and watches that go bling But, diamonds don't bling in the dark He a star now, but he ain't singing it from the heart Sooner or later he's just gonna fall apart Cuz his fans can't relate to his new found 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 love for material [Chorus] And its gone... gone... going... Gone... everything gone... give

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  • "Gone Going" featuring vocals from Jack Johnson, from the album Monkey Business. Johnny wanna be a big star Get on stage and play the guitar Make a little money, buy a fancy car A big old house and an alligator Just to match with them alligator shoes He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues He's singing songs about material things And platinum rings and watches that go bling But, diamonds don't bling in the dark He a star now, but he ain't singing it from the heart Sooner or later he's just gonna fall apart Cuz his fans can't relate to his new found 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 love for material [Chorus] And its gone... gone... going... Gone... everything gone... give
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  • "Gone Going" featuring vocals from Jack Johnson, from the album Monkey Business. Johnny wanna be a big star Get on stage and play the guitar Make a little money, buy a fancy car A big old house and an alligator Just to match with them alligator shoes He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues He's singing songs about material things And platinum rings and watches that go bling But, diamonds don't bling in the dark He a star now, but he ain't singing it from the heart Sooner or later he's just gonna fall apart Cuz his fans can't relate to his new found 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 love 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... all awkward with their things... gone. You see yourself in the mirror And you feel safe cuz it looks familiar But you afraid to open up your soul Cuz you don't really know, don't really know Who he is, the person that's deep within Cuz you are content with just being the name-brand man And you fail to see that its trivial Insignificant, you addicted to material I've seen your kind before You're the type that thinks souls is sold in a store Packaged up with incense sticks With them vegetarian meals To you that's righteous You're fiction like books You need to go out to life and look Cuz... what happens when they take your material You already sold your soul [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... all awkward with their things... gone. You say that time is money and money is time So you got mind in your money and your money on your mind But what about... that crime that you did to get paid? And what about... that bid, you can't take it to your brain? What about those shoes you'll wear today? They'll do no good on the bridges you burnt along the way All that money that you got gonna be gone (yeah) That gear that you rock gonna be gone The house up on the hill gonna be gone The gold purse on your grill gonna be gone The ice on your wrist gonna be gone That nice little Miss gonna be gone That whip that you roll gonna be gone And what's worst is your soul's already gone [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... all awkward with their things... gone.
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