Black Eyed Peas, Jack Johnson - Gone Going lyrics

Johnny wanna be a big star
Get on stage and play the guitar
Make a little money, buy a fancy car
Big old house and an alligator
Just to match with them alligator shoes
He's a rich man so he's
No longer singing the blues
He's singing songs about material things
And platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a star now
But he ain't singing it from the heart
Sooner or later, it's just gonna fall apart
'Cause his fans can't relate to
His new found art
He ain't doin' what he did from the start
And that's putting in some
Feeling and thought
He decided to live his life shallow
Cash in his love for material and it's gone

Gone going
Gone, everything gone, give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing
Gone people
Aw-awkward with their things, gone

You see yourself in the mirror, and ya
Feel safe 'cause it's looks familiar
But 'cha
Afraid to open up your soul, cause ya
Don't really know, don't really know who is
(Who is) the person that's deep within
'Cause you content with just being
The name brand man
And you fail to see that it's trivial
Insignificant, you addicted to material
I seen your kind before
You the type that think souls
Is sold in the store
Packaged up with incense sticks
With the vegetarian meals
To you that's righteous
You're fiction like books
Need to go out to life and look 'Cause, uh
What happens when they take your material
And you already sold your soul and it's

Gone going
Gone, everything gone, give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing
Gone people
Aw-awkward with their things, gone

They say that "Time is money
And money is time"
So you gotcha mind in your money
And your money on your mind but what about
That crime you did to get paid
And what about
That bid you can't take it to your grave
Tell me about it

What about those shoes you in today?
They'll do no good
On the bridges you walk along the way

All that money chu got gon' be gone
That ear that chu rock gon' be gone
That house upon that hill gon' be gone
The gold burns on your grill gon' be gone
The ice on your wrist gon' be gone
That nice little Miss gon' be gone
That whip that chu roll gon' be gone
What's worse is your soul already gone
Yeah, it's gone

Gone going
Gone, everything gone, give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing
Gone people
Aw-awkward with their things, gone gone
Gone