It's the Midas Touch
It turns everything to gold
To gold? To gold!
How ugly, how cold!
When you roam for the glorious
Alone and nefarious
Overflowing yellow everything
The other side of the coin
Is a covetous line
To be crossed at one's own demise
Or peril, or something better
I wish you love letters
And luck in letting go
And trust from the get-go
Cause I trust no-one
As you know
It's just fatherhood
It's just motherhood
All apologies if I misunderstood you
It's just fatherhood
It's just motherhood
All apologies to our brotherhood
It turns everything to gold
To gold? To gold!
How ugly, how cold!
When you roam for the glorious
Alone and nefarious
Overflowing yellow everything
The other side of the coin
Is a covetous line
To be crossed at one's own demise
Or peril, or something better
I wish you love letters
And luck in letting go
And trust from the get-go
Cause I trust no-one
As you know
It's just fatherhood
It's just motherhood
All apologies if I misunderstood you
It's just fatherhood
It's just motherhood
All apologies to our brotherhood
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