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