Johnny wanna be a big star, get on stage and play the guitar, make a little money, buy a fancy car, a big old house and an alligator, just to match with them alligator shoes, he's a rich man so he's no longer singing them blues, he's singing songs about material things and platinum rings and watches that go blaze, but diamonds don't blink 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 doing what he did from the start and that's putting in some filling in thar, 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, awkward with their things, gone you see yourself in the mirror ain't ya, feel safe cause it looks familiar but ya, 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 just being the name brand man ain't ya, don't just see that it's trivial, insignificant, you addicted to material, I seen ya kind before, you the type of thing sold just sold in the store, package up with incense sticks, with a vegetarian meal to you that's righteous, ya fiction like books, you need to go out to life and look, cause what happens when they take your material and you already sold your soul and it's gone, gone going, gone everything, gone give a damn, gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing, gone people, awkward with their things, gone you say that time is money and money is time so you got your mind on your money and your money on your mind but what about that crime that you did to get paid and what about that bed you can't take it to your grave, what about them shoes you're in today they'll do no good, on the bridges you brought along the way all that money that you got gon' be gone, that gear that you rock gon' be gone, that house up on the hill gon' be gone, that gold purse on your grill gon' be gone, that ice on your wrist gon' be gone, that nice little mist gon' be gone, that whip that you roll gon' be gone, and what's worse is your soul already gone, cause it's gone gone going, gone everything, gone give a damn, gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing, gone people, awkward with their things, gone
