Stop!
First thing: missed you guys
Second is: in my eyes
We're turning shit to gold
Illegal copy soul
And to our surprise
There's no foul after the rise
We're turning shit to gold
It's on your radio
Cause me and the boys
We're gonna make some noise
Rebels in the counterculture waves and the
Space time structure
Hit till
It kicks
Of lack from the
Don't stop
Till we say
Stop
Stop!
Ooh
First thing: missed you guys
Second is: in my eyes
We're turning shit to gold
Illegal copy soul
Yeah
And to our surprise
There's no foul after the rise
We're turning shit to gold
It's on your radio
Yeah
Aah
We're turning shit to gold
It's on your radio
Yeah
And all the songs
You sing along
But you don't know the words and
All you people on the ground
You don't know that you recall
And all the moves your body moves
You don't know how you did that
And all the licks you hooked upon
You don't know why they turn you on
Do they
Turn you on?
On and on and on
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Yes
We're turning shit to gold
It's on your radio
Yeah
Something just dragged me
All the way to strange paradise
I can see the beach
I can see the trees
I can see the people that ain't there
No no no no x3
Ah
Oh
We're turning shit to gold
It's on your radio
Yeah
And all the songs
You sing along
But you don't know the words and
All you people on the ground
You don't know that you recall
And all the moves your body moves
You don't know how you did that
And all the licks you hooked upon
You don't know why they turn you on and on and on
As we're turning shit to gold
They turn you on and on and on
As we're turning shit to gold
They turn you on and on and on
As we're turning shit to gold
They turn you on and on and on
As we're turning shit to gold
Pass (?)
We're turning shit to gold
It's on your radio
Yeah
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