Silence Turns To Gold

Don’t sell your junk to me, it’s not art
Unless it’s Little Walter blowing smoke from his little heart
'Cause the new day’s got me weak at the knees
Don’t give me frozen Coca-Cola, give me real fruit to squeeze
Hear my back, it snapped like clickety-clack
Throw my heart into the river in a hessian sack
'Cause it went and jumped right out of my chest
I can’t feel anymore so just be my guest
Oh, tell us you’re turning to gold
(It didn’t take us long to get pretty old)
It’s something lately I’ve been feeling
(You've got my heart a-reeling)
Now I’m alone as my silence turns to gold
She said don’t worry 'cause your stammer is cute
And the curls still get the girls over an Armani suit
But I’m leaving for Nepal in a week
Don’t follow 'cause love’s not a game of hide and seek
Now I’m back alone just thinking about
How I’m feeling sick from all these rolling oxy blackouts
Paralysed out here in the sun
Better go and pick myself on up and off I run
Whoa, tell us you’re turning to gold
(It didn’t take us long to get pretty old)
It’s something lately I’ve been feeling
(You've got my heart a-reeling)
But I’m alone as my silence turns to gold
Ooh, la-la-la
Ooh
Ooh, la-la-la
Ooh
Ooh, la-la-la
Ah-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, tell us you’re turning to gold
(It didn’t take us long to get pretty old)
It’s something lately I’ve been feeling
(You've got my heart a-reeling)
Now I’m alone as my silence turns to gold