Down By the Lake

Hanging out down by the lake

I've got a pocket full of dollars but it won't but change

Cracking afor heavens sake

It won't send me any help cause I've forsaken my faith

For money and g-g-gold

Hanging out down by the lake

I can almost sense it's mothers heartache

Dusk seems a little drunk

A flat footed shuffle and its listless funk

As it blankets

The lake with g-g-gold

Like cinnamon like silver

We never could have beaten the law

Pepper and coffee in our red red wine

All the sh*t that we fall for

It just sounds so much better

The stories and the colours make life worth living for

Hanging around with my friends

I can be myself no need to pretend

Cracking a smile at the corner of our mouths

A beautiful day in our home down south

Egoli

The city

Of g-g-gold

Like cinnamon like silver

We never could have beaten the law

Pepper and coffee in our red red wine

All the sh*t that we fall for

Four leaf clovers and a rusted horseshoe

Superstitions galore

Santa clause and the holy lore

All the things a man adores

They just sound so much better

The stories and the colours make life worth living for

Like cinnamon like silver

We never could have beaten the law

Pepper and coffee in our red red wine

All the sh*t that we fall for

It just sounds so much better

The stories and the colours make life worth living for

Hanging out down by the lake ^[1]