THE GOLDEN ONE (Mike Gibbins)
[from Archeology CD - recorded 2002 - released U.S. 2002]

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Do you remember the good old days
When everyone would think as one?
I'd be sitting in the morning sun
Getting into leaves of grass

And then a song, it would come to you
And everyone would sing as one
And everybody had a number one
As if it was the golden one

So who are you to live up the past
As if you were the chosen one?
Yeah, who are you to think you are the golden one?
Ye-eee-ea-aa-ah!

And in the name of the Holy Ghost
You strut yourself around
As if your dreams come out of the past
You're just another face in the crowd

You bet your life, it's the name of the game
You owe it to the midnight sun
And if you dare take a look at yourself
It's gonna spin your head around

So who are you to live up the past
As if you were the chosen one?
Yeah, who are you to think you are the golden one?
Ye-eee-ea-aa-ah!

You are you
Yes, you are you
You are you
Yes, you are you

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

Shut your face, you're sucking on my breath
Life is insane, it's going down the drain
Why do we race, to hell and back, my friend?

And what is your game, and must I lose again?
Or should I win, to make it good again?
Give me the will, enough to live again

I'll take you all the way
I'll take you all the way
I'll take you all the way
I'll take you all the way
I'll take you all the way
I'll take you all the way
I'll take you all the way

Shut your face, quit sucking on my breath
Life is insane, it's going down the drain
Why do we race, to hell and back again?

Give us a taste, of what you wanna give
Where to begin, to make it good again
Give us a thrill, enough to give again

Enough to live again
Enough to give again
Enough to live again
Enough to give again

Enough to give again
Enough to live again
Enough to give again

transcription by Tom Brennan,
corrections thanks to Dan Matovina

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