Hanging out down by the lake
I've got a pocket full of dollars but it won't but change
Cracking a for heaven's 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 shit 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