Toploader Lyrics
Toploader Lyrics
"The Midas Touch Lyrics"
Mr. School Psychology Lyrics
Sitting in his office behind his desk Harvard badge on the wall- thinks he's the best A smile on his face to seem like he cares I'm just another
Sitting in his office behind his desk Harvard badge on the wall- thinks he's the best A smile on his face to seem like he cares I'm just another
The Midas touch is everywhere, everywhere
Your just not the same
When I turn you to gold
Like stories of old
The Midas touch is in me now, in me now
But how do I feel, when I'm torn in two
Between gold and you, gold and you
The boy with the Midas touch
Turning us all to gold
Baby lives in a trailer park Only comes out after dark Hates her mom hates the old man Don't like living in a caravan Oh taxi cab It ain'
There's no escape from those take
The lifeblood of the people
You'll never be a king, my friend
You'll never be
Heaven sent, but hell bent, hell bent
You're just a child with the strength of many
Your head's on a penny
Lonely as sin, no riches wi
Dirty South Lyrics
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No riches within
In love with the girl who works in your kitchen
You're leaving her itching for more
But she won't let you touch her
She won't let you kiss her
So, she'll never be yours
The boy with the Midas touch
Turning us all to gold
Only by touching us, gold by feeling us
D G D I stopped off at the quicksack for some beer & cigarettes G D
The lifeblood of the people
You'll never be a king, my friend
You'll never be
The boy with the Midas touch
There's no escape from those take
The lifeblood of the people
You'll never be a king my friend, never be
You'll never be king