Johnny wanted to be a big star
Get on stage an' play the guitar
Make a little money, buy a fancy car
A big ol' house an' a alligator
Just to match wit 'em alligator shoes
He's a rich man, so it's no longer singin' the blues
He sing a song about material thangs
An' platinum rings an' watches that go bling
But diamonds don't bling in the dark
He's a star now but ain't singin' 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
An' that's puttin' in some fillin' thought
He decided to live his life shallow
Cash in his love for material an' it's gone
Gone going
Gone, everythin' gone, give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing
Gone people awkward with their things, gone
You see yourself in the mirror
An' you 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
The person that's deep within
'Cause you content with this bein' the name brand man
An' ya throw this seed that is trivial
It's significant that you would get too material
I seen your kind before
You the type that thinks souls is sold in the store
Package up with incense sticks
With a vegetarian meal, to you that's righteous
You're fiction like books
Need to go out to life an' look
'Cause what happens when I take your material
An' you already sold your soul an' it's
Gone going
Gone, everythin' gone, give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing
Gone people awkward with their things, gone
They say that 'Time is money an' money is time'
So you gotcha mind in your money
An' your money on your mind
But what about that crime you did to get paid
An' what about I bet can't take it too your grave?
Tell me about it
What about those shoes you're in today?
They do no good
On the bridges you brought 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 worst is your soul already gone
Yeah, it's gone
Gone going
Gone, everythin' gone, give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing
Gone people awkward with their things, gone
Gone