Chris Holden - Fools Gold Lyrics

These shoes have seen better days
Before the runaways
And grit all on my fingertips
Dirt all on my teeth and lips
I lay here on the sofa with
The yellow book of local crooks
I used to know
When we were digging fools gold
And i'm sivving through these streets i know
That we'll never find the real thing
Cause the shine is just a dream
When i'm digging
Zero on the back and sides
Same old cut as every guy
A blazer top without the socks
A tinder match and still no luck
In finding love
But you can't find deep
In a shallow way
And falsifying evidence
With dwindling intelligence
And use the same ingrediants
Expecting something different
But it all will
Taste the same
When we were digging fools gold
And i'm sivving through these streets i know
That we'll never find the real thing
Cause the shine is just a dream
When we were digging fools gold
And i'm sivving through these streets i know
That we'll never find the real thing
Cause the shine is just a dream
And i'm digging
And how were we to know
That we were digging fools gold
And we were digging
And how were we to know
That we were digging fools gold
And we were digging
These shoes have seen better days
Before the runaways
And grit all on my fingertips
Dirt all on my teeth and lips
I lay here on the sofa with
The yellow book of local crooks
I used to know
When we were digging fools gold