The Black Eyed Peas Gone Going Lyrics

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 a 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 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
Coz his fans can't relate to his new found art
He ain't doing what he did from the start
And that's puttin' in some feeling and thought
He decided to live his life shallow
Cash in his love for material.
And it's gone...

[Chorus]
Gone going, gone
Everything gone give a d___
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing
"Gone people" up awkward with their things gone.

You see yourself in the mirror and you
Feel safe coz it looks familiar
But you're afraid to open up your soul coz you
Don't really know, don't really know who is
The person that's deep within
Coz you're content with just being the name brand band
And ya fail to see that its trivial,
insignificant, you addicted to material

I've seen your kind before
You the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
PACKAGE OF THE INSENCE STICKS
With A vegetarian MEAL
To you, that's righteous
You're fiction like books
You need to go out to life and look
Coz what happens when they take your material
and you already sold your soul?
And it's...

[Chorus]
Gone going, gone
Everything gone give a d___
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing
"Gone people" up 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 bit, "You can't take it to your grave"
And what about those shoes YOU're WEARIN' today
They'll BE no good on the bridges you burnt along the way

All that money that you got gonna be gone
That gear that you rock gonna be gone
The house up on the hill gonna be gone
That gold FRONTS on your grill gonna be gone
The ice on your wrist gonna be gone
That nice little Miss gonna be gone
That whip that you roll gonna be gone
And what's worst is your soul already gone
Coz it's...

[Chorus]
Gone going, gone
Everything gone give a d___
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing
"Gone people" up awkward with their things gone.