Precious Mettle Songtext
von Vandal of Hearts

I went for an interview
A favour called in by someone I knew
Put on a suit, done up my tie
"Good luck" from my girl, I wave goodbye

Got there about five minutes late
Said I was sorry
"No worries, mate
I was like you when I was your age

Let me tell you what′s going to happen to you
You're being given a chance and you′ll take it too
You want the big house, the nice car?
First thing you'll do is sell the guitar

Because here, we make dreams come true
For important people, not people like you
Don't take that personally, I′m not special either
But you′ll respect me 'cause you want to get nearer


You see young man, let me explain how this works
You start at the bottom, and you work your way up
But you′ll have to forget all your childish ideals
Give it ten years, you forget how to feel

What's real is cash in the bank
So what if we′re building guns for tanks?
Put your head down, do the right thing
The only sound you need to hear is ka-ching"

The only question I had for this man
Was if I ever would feel happy again
"My boy, listen to what you're being told
Happiness is heavier than gold"

After that, had a big decision to make
Didn′t know if it was one I could take
A life of comfort, but joyless, never feeling?
A life of privilege in a world without meaning?

But a heart strung like a guitar
Will not get you very far
I'm sure you already know
I went for the gold