Lyrics:

[Will.i.am] --



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

Hes a rich man so hes no longer singin the blues

Hes 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 aint singing from the heart

Sooner or later hes just gonna fall apart

Coz hes fans can't relate to his new found art

He ain't doing what he did from the start

and thats putting in some feeling and thought

He decided to live his life shallow

Passion is love for material



[Jack Johnson] --



And its gone..gone..going..

gone..everything gone..give a damn..

gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing..

gone people..up arkward with their things..

Gone.



[Will.i.am] --



You see yourself in the mirror and ya

Feel safe coz it looks familiar but ya

Afraid to open up your soul coz ya

Don't really know

Don't really know

who is,

The person thats deep within

Coz your content with just being

the nieve brown man and ya

Fail to see that its trivial

Insignificent, you addicted to material

I've seen your kind before

Your the type that thinks souls is sold in a store

Packaged up with insense sticks

With them vegatarian meals

To you thats rightous

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 ya soul

and its..



[Jack Johnson] --



And its gone..gone..going..

gone..everything gone..give a damn..

gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing..

gone people..up arkward with their things..

Gone.



[Will.i.am] --



You say that time is money

and money is time

so you got mind in ya money

and ya money on ya mind

But what about..

That crime thatcha did to get paid

And what about..

That bid, you can't take it to your brain



[Jack Johnson] --



And what about those shoes your in day

They'll be good

On the bridges you've walked along the way



[Will.i.am] --



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 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 whats worst is your soul allready gone



[Jack Johnson] --



And its gone..gone..going..

gone..everything gone..give a damn..

gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing..

gone people..up arkward with their things..

Gone.