These streets are dark and dirty
and the heat fights with the cold
Oh some streets are made of china
But these streets are paved with gold
And the hills they are on fire
With the sun burning in sky of sapphire
And all the clouds have silver linings
Where the streets are paved with gold
And the rivers are jade dragons
They are green like money I'm told
But the buildings are like red lions
Whose feet stand on streets of gold
Some streets are white with marble
Some statues stand for slaves sold
Some streets are cobbled where old men hobbled
But these streets are paved with gold
And all this is no mystery
Asia minor or ghost history
When cork screws turned on the thumbs of the world
Where the streets are paved with gold
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