There's a mountain and it's mighty high
You cannot see the top, unless you fly
There's a molehill, of proven ground
There ain't nowhere to go if you hang around
Everybody wants to sell what's already been sold
Everybody wants to tell what's already been told
What's the use of money
If you ain't gonna break the mold
Even at the center of the fire, there is cold
All that glitters ain't gold, no no no
All that glitters ain't gold
All that glitters, all that glitters, all that glitters ain't gold
Gold, gold, gold, all that glitters
Gold, gold, gold, all that glitters
Na nana na na na na
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