@migu music@

I'm gonna roll down the mountain

I tried so hard to climb

And choose a different ambition

This time

One by one goes everyone

In search of little pots of gold

When each little pot is gone

They look for something else to hold

Heads in the sand

Sinking sand

I'm gonna jump in that fountain

And drink it 'til it's dry

'Til all that I've been missing

Is mine

One by one goes everyone

Believe it all, we're taught and told

The human race in the marketplace

I'll be bought and you'll be sold

Heads in the sand

Sinking sand

Don't tell me that you're happy

No-one's happy with themselves

We all want to be somebody

Somebody else

Pots of gold...