Gone Going
Black Eyed PeasVersion1
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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 from the heart
Sooner or later he'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 foolish cause and feeling it far (????)
He decided to live his life shallow
Passion is love for material
And its gone... gone... going...
Gone... everything gone... give a damn...
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 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 are content with just being the naïve brown man
And you fail to see that it's trivial
Insignificant, you addicted to material
I've seen your kind before
You're the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
Packaged up with inscent sticks
With them vegetarian meals
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
You already sold your soul and its...
And its gone... gone... going...
Gone... everything gone... give a damn...
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 mind in your money and your money on your mind
But what about... that crime that you did to get paid
And what about... that bid, you can't take it to your brain
Why you on about those shoes you'll wear today
They'll do no good on the bridges you've walked 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
The gold burst 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 will be gone
And its gone... gone... going...
Gone... everything gone... give a damn...
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing...
Gone people... up awkward with their things... gone.
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Readable chord sheet for Gone Going by Black Eyed Peas
e----X----------------X---------------------------------| B------X------X---------X-----X-------------------------| G--------X------X---------X-----X-----------------------| D--------X--------X-------X-------X---------------------| A--------X--------X-------X-------X---------------------| E--------X--------X-------X-------X---------------------| [C] [Am] [C] [Am] [Couplet] [C]Johnny wanna be a big star[E] Get on [Am]stage and play the guitar[F] Make a little mo[C]ney, buy a fancy car [E] Big old [Am]house and an al[F]ligator Just to ma[C]tch with them alligator sh[E]oes He's a rich ma[Am]n so he's no longer singing th[F]e blues [D]He's singing songs about material things And [G]platinum rings and watches that go bling But, [C]diamonds don'[E]t bling in the dark He a [Am]star now, but he ain't [F]singing from the heart [C]Sooner or later he's just gonna fal[E]l apart Coz his fan[Am]s can't relate to his new foun[F]d art [C]He ain't doing what he did fr[E]om the start [Am]And that's foolish cause and feeling it fa[F]r (????) [D]He decided to live his life shallow [G]Passion is love for material And its [C]gone... gone... [G]going... [Am]Gone... everything[F] gone... give a damn... [C]Gone be [G]the birds when they d[Am]on't want to sing..[F]. Gone [C]peop[G]le... [Am]up awkward with their th[F]ings... gone. [C] [Am] [C] [Am] [C]You [E]see [Am]yours[F]elf in the mirror And you feel safe coz it looks familiar But you 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 are content with just being the naïve brown man [D]And [G]you fail to see that it's trivial Insignificant, you addicted to material [C]I've[E] see[Am]n you[F]r kind before You're the type that thinks souls is sold in a store Packaged up with inscent sticks With them vegetarian meals To you that's righteous You're fiction like books You need to go out to life and look [D]Coz.[G].. what happens when they take your material You already sold your soul and its... And its [C]gone... gone... [G]going... Go[Am]ne... everything[F] gone... give a damn... [C]Gone be t[G]he birds when they d[Am]on't want to sing..[F]. Gone [C]peop[G]le... up [Am]awkward with their [F]things... gone. [C] [Am] [C] [Am] [C]You [E]say [Am]that [F]time is money and money is time So you got mind in your money and your money on your mind But what about... that crime that you did to get paid And what about... that bid, you can't take it to your brain Why you on about those shoes you'll wear today [D]They[G]'ll do no good on the bridges you've walked along the way [C]All [C]that[E] money that you got gonna be gone [Am]That [Am]gear [F]that you rock gonna be gone [C]The [C]hous[E]e up on the hill gonna be gone [Am]The g[Am]old b[F]urst on your grill gonna be gone [C]The [C]ice [E]on your wrist gonna be gone [Am]That [Am]nice [F]little Miss gonna be gone [D]That[G] whip that you roll gonna be gone And what's worst is your soul will be gone And its [C]gone... gone... [G]going... Go[Am]ne... everything[F] gone... give a damn... G[C]one be th[G]e birds when they d[Am]on't want to sing..[F]. Gone [C]peop[G]le... up [Am]awkward with their [F]things... gon[C]e. [Am] [C] [Am]