Solid Gold

People all caught up on diamond rings Showing up in all those shiny things Man, I just wanna meet someone who owns their things Instead of putting them on pedestals, under crowns, like kings To worship the almighty power of the bling Like all will be better as we cling To that which will torture us To invade, rape, & pillage our fortress Leaving our mind, body, & soul blank & unvictorious But man I look good so how can it be dangerous? We're all fools, falling for the attack Fighting about brands, not even happy to have a shirt on our back Man this is just ridiculous It's making all these thoughts for us Which are too strong to even really feel the loss But hey man just one of those things I could be wrong, just waitin' 'til the fat lady sings To end this song about what a society brings When it praises shiny rocks & rings