The Magnetism of Pure Gold

The building blocks have come unglued
The flies are all dead, the spiders screwed
Your lightbulb eyes crack like ice in spring
When you launch your attack with zealous sting
The magnetism of pure gold
The magnetism of pure gold
The magnetism of pure gold
Is what we're all after
Lumps of black coal feed the fire
Hum and white noise speed through the wire
I'm captain of this sinking ship
But I will get my load round the iceberg's tip
The magnetism of pure gold
The magnetism of pure gold
The magnetism of pure gold
Is what we're all after
We keep on trying to find the longitude
Despite rash and scurvy
Despite heads unscrewed
The magnetism of pure gold
The magnetism of pure gold
The magnetism of pure gold
Is what we're all after