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Its awful quiet....
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"The story is told of the power of gold and its lure on the unsuspecting... it glitters and shines, it badgers and whines, and constantly needs protecting. Balance the cost of the soul you lost with the dreams you likely sold. Are you undererer.... the power of gold?"
There, not quite anymore... That was the first song that came to mind. Know who it is?
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Originally posted by georgethedog View Post"The story is told of the power of gold and its lure on the unsuspecting... it glitters and shines, it badgers and whines, and constantly needs protecting. Balance the cost of the soul you lost with the dreams you likely sold. Are you undererer.... the power of gold?"
There, not quite anymore... That was the first song that came to mind. Know who it is?
Puff the Magic Dragon?
You got me GTD. I give up.
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The letters and calls got you climbing the walls
And everyone wants a favor
They beg to remind you of times left behind you
But you know the past is a loser
The face you're wearing is different now
And the days run hot and cold
Are you under...the power of gold
You're a creature of habit, run like a rabbit
Scared of a fear you can't name
Your own paranoia is looming before you
And nobody thinks that it's a game
Balance the cost of the soul you lost
With the dreams you lightly sold
Then tell me that you're free of the power of goldDUBL R 1
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Now that was a little (maybe very little) fun... It was a shame that he had to pass away so young and talented, and quite a decent person I understand. I know it was not basketball related, but the original post said it was too quite, so I struck up the band as they say.
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Originally posted by Dubl R 1 View PostThe letters and calls got you climbing the walls
And everyone wants a favor
They beg to remind you of times left behind you
But you know the past is a loser
The face you're wearing is different now
And the days run hot and cold
Are you under...the power of gold
You're a creature of habit, run like a rabbit
Scared of a fear you can't name
Your own paranoia is looming before you
And nobody thinks that it's a game
Balance the cost of the soul you lost
With the dreams you lightly sold
Then tell me that you're free of the power of gold
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