Gold Fever（黄金疯了）

In Wall Street's maze suits and ties sway Gold fever grips their souls wild ballet Ticker tape stutters whispers secrets Numbers dance like tipsy fireflies Gold oh gold you've lost your mind! Fortunes crumble fear entwined In this gilded waltz We've lost our chance Widow's attic clutching coins whispers "Gold my love tyrant of dreams Pension dust Scant hope remains" Artist's palette drips molten hues Canvas screams "Eureka!" in gold leaf Yet hunger gnaws rent unpaid Beggar's cardboard plea absurd irony Coins tossed gold rains elsewhere Poet's ink-stained fingers trace despair Riches vanish into thin air Gold oh gold you've lost your mind! Fortunes crumble fear entwined In this gilded waltz we've lost our chance World spins intoxicated by dust Perhaps true wealth lies not in gold But in trust In hearts unburdened