11 October 2012
I often wondered What it's like to be rich Two pennies to rub together Skint, not had a bath for a while Scabies, that incessant itch
Fancy cars and sexy women Lots of high class friends Aristocratic social circles No need to beg, borrow I certainly won't lend
Success measured by paper Numbers in the bank Blinded by gold Treasures of life A fleeting glance
Fool's Gold It obscures your view Remove it from your life You've found your treasure Someone you always knew
Fool's Gold • Opuss № I