Fools Gold
Raul Seixas
Cifras

[Intro] E  E7+  D  D7+  B7/4  B7  E 

E
Should now be feeling happy
Since I have a fine new job
An'wife an'family
I'm the model man who's made it
                 F#m
Every month a thousand bucks!
I should thank the Lord I have it
                     B7
And my success as an artist
Should be proud I've got a Chevy
                       E
I'm the kind of guy that lucks!
So, I should now be glad as glad
With my brand new home in the best quarter
After starving for two years
                             F#m
In this  of s of towns!
Should be proud of being socially
   B7
Respected and even feared
But I think this kind of success
                 E              E7
Is for circuses and for clowns!
          A
You know, I should be vain and proud
To have won my place in life
But I must wow I'm dazed
                  G#m
And I just don't know where I am at
   A
Because it was so easy pickings
So I ask myself "and now"?
   F#7
I have so many worlds to conquer
        B7                    E     D B7
And I know I cannot be even satisfied with that
     E
I should be happy God has granted me
Sundays that I wanted
With my family to play the father
              F#m
To play the husband?and display
But a monumental bore
B7
You will find I am and more
Don't you feel I'm happy and easy
                E
At the end of every day!
Stand against a looking glass
And see yourself?what an ass
God and devil took to mass
                            F#m
On ten percent use of your brain
You are doctor of philosophy
            B7
Priest or cooper, what a topper
Don't you wish you could grow young
                   E   E7
And start it all again
 A
You won't find me gladly sittin'                                           
On a throne made of my savings
In my heavily-mortgaged home
                  G#m
Waiting for my coming death
                 A
Yeah, for two wonders gravitating flying saucers
                           F#7
I'm awaiting, yes, I'm awaiting
At my neighbor's fence
              B7                E
Hoping and looking across the heath! Yeah!                                    
         A
I that, you won't you find me gladly sitting                                           
On a throne made of my savings
In my heavily-mortgaged home
                  G#m
Waiting for my coming death
                  A
Yeah, for two wonders gravitating flying saucers, saucers
                           F#7
I'm awaiting, yes, I'm awaiting
At my neighbor's fence
              B7                E
Hoping and looking across the heath!