Too, too many, they're so, So many there's too, Too many, too many of us, And everyone's hoping, To be the one spun straw, Into gold and outshine the sun. It's fools gold glowing, Nothing is growing, Nothing is flowing from these taps, It's fools gold glowing, Nothing is flowing, We're just seagulls pulling at scraps. Leave, gotta leave today, Get far away from , far from, far from the madding crowd, It's turning grey now, gotta leave today now, For the, for the, black clouds. No longer hoping to be the long spun straw, Into gold and outshine the sun. It's fools gold glowing, Nothing is growing, Nothing is flowing from these taps, It's fools gold glowing, Nothing is flowing, We're just seagulls pulling at scraps. Don't need golden fleece, Just give me some peace Gonna learn to see what's in front of me. I want to give, I want to give not take, Everything seems so fake, Maybe it's just too loud, Maybe I am just too proud, Trying to get far, far from the madding crowd. Can't seem to catch a break, Everything seems so fake, Everything seems so fake. And everyone's hoping to be the one Spun, straw into gold and outshine the sun. It's fools gold glowing, Nothing is growing, Nothing is flowing. It's fools gold glowing, Nothing is growing, Nothing is flowing from these taps. It's fools gold glowing, Nothing is growing, We're just seagulls pulling at scraps. Too, too, too. So, so, so. Too, too, too many. There's too, too, too. So, so, so. Too, too, too many, there's too many.