Lyrics
Glitters N Gold
All that Glitters is Gold, Is that what you’re told? Is that what you’re told?
Darling all that Glitters is Gold, Is that what you’re told? Is that what you’re told?
Smashmouth they said it best in their ’99 album with platinum hits
My favorites are the cream and gold, ever, ever, ever try to break the mold
Chewie on the millennium falcon, this songs about the Millenials outcome
And what the rest has to say today, trip flip floppity got news has changed
All that Glitters is Gold, Is that what you’re told? Is that what you’re told?
Darling all that Glitters is Gold, Is that what you’re told? Is that what you’re told?
Played t-ball when you were young, Didn’t stop sucking on the thumb
Super Smash Brothers was the game, Kerbie, Fox, Samus and I’ll put you to shame
Everyone is glittered in gold, Last place trophy, plastic in mold
Twinkie and juice box in the ninth inning, Life’s about having fun and not about winning
All that Glitters is Gold, Is that what you’re told? Is that what you’re told?
Darling all that Glitters is Gold, Is that what you’re told? Is that what you’re told?
Flash forward a couple years or so, Anxiety, depression, entitled souls
Flat-bills looking straight down at their phones, Instagram, Snapchat, Facebook, stoned
Ha - huh, pass the bag of Cheetos, Hah-hu dude pass the bag of Cheetos
Look at what the world has come, Divided nation youth, oh
Go ahead and sit on your high horse, And blame the ones who be
A nation divided, consuming thieves, consuming thieves
Consuming thieves, consuming thieves, consuming thieves
Well all that Glitters is Gold, Is that what you’re told? Is that what you’re told?
Well darling, all that Glitters is Gold, Is that what you’re told?
Well you can watch the story unfold, Unfold ohh-ohh-ohhh yeah
First Stone
When I was seventeen
My brother came to me and said “Hey look you there, what are you doing with your hair?”
I told him “screw off” as teenagers do
Went about my life, cheap bottle of whiskey, tattoo
Went to school where the institution learned me, sitting in room 103, professor says “I’ll see you after class”
You better get those grades up boy, don’t finish life in last
I barely graduated, found my way to Salem
Still drinking the whiskey and pops thinks I’m a failure
I’m not one to bitch and moan, no I’m not one to grunt or groan
But if you’re so fucking perfect why don’t you, cast the first stone
Woah - oh - oh - ohhh
My buddies all chopped their hair became slave to their desk and chairs on New York and Wall Street or Hollywood and some crazy pipe dreams
Sitting here mowing my lawn, while they jerk off to stocks and bonds
Billboard charts and Bieber songs
I barely graduated found my way to Salem
Still drinking the whiskey and pops thinks I’m a failure
I’m not one to bitch and moan no I’m not one to grunt or groan but if you’re so fucking perfect why don’t you cast the first stone
Through the ups and downs of your west coast pace and Bernie made off in 2008
I’ll raise a glass of whiskey straight to you
I’m not one to bitch and moan no I’m not one to grunt or groan but if you’re so fucking perfect why don’t you cast the first stone
Woah - woah - woah - woahhh
Woah - oh - oh -ohhhhh