(Move) you can't touch it with your two hands You can't find it with the third eye I've been thirsting in the mud lands For a well, it can't run dry, oh Passed down to me through the wind (been listening) And in the silence of the white sound It's always hidden in the dark night Dug up from the cold ground
But it goes over the heart, and over the head Over and above all the words they said Be still my heart Be still my head
Cause I got a goldmine, it's all mine Nobody can touch this gold of mine I got a goldmine, it's all mine Nobody can touch this gold of mine I got a goldmine, it's all mine Nobody can touch this gold of mine Sweep through the brimstone, peek through the fire Nobody can touch this gold of mine
And it's burning in the furnace And the fire in the third eye No you won't find it on the surface It rises out of the war cry
This goes over the heart, over the head Go and get past all the words they said Be still in your heart Still in your head
Cause I got a goldmine, it's all mine Nobody can touch this gold of mine I got a goldmine, it's all mine Nobody can touch this gold of mine I got a goldmine, it's all mine Nobody can touch this gold of mine Sweep through the brimstone, peek through the fire Nobody can touch this gold of mine
They're all runnin' to the gold rush They're all runnin' to the river Hey, don't speak loud, keep it hushed Cause we about to be delivered, ooh
Cause I got a goldmine, it's all mine Nobody can touch this gold of mine I got a goldmine, it's all mine Nobody can touch this gold of mine I got a goldmine, it's all mine Nobody can touch this gold of mine Sweep through the brimstone, peek through the fire Nobody can touch this gold of mine
I got a goldmine
Compositores: Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith, Kimbra Lee Johnson (Kimbra) ECAD: Obra #8029178 Fonograma #6069792