Stop!
First thing missed you guys
Second is in my eyes
We're turning shit to gold
Illegal copy soul
And to our surprise
There's no fall after the rise
We're turning shit to gold
It's on your radio
Cause me and the boys
We're gonna make some noise
Rebels in the counterculture waves 
And the space time structure
Hit till it kicks
Of lack from the
Don't stop till we say stop
Stop!

We're turning shit to gold
It's on your radio
And all the songs
You sing along
But you don't know the words and
All you people on the ground
You don't know that you're a crowd
And all the moves your body moves
You don't know how you did that
And all the licks you hooked upon
You don't know why they turn you on
Something just dragged me all the way to strange paradise
I can see the beach
I can see the trees
I can see the people that ain't there
No no no no
No no no no
No no no no


We're turning shit to gold
It's on your radio
And all the songs
You sing along
But you don't know the words and
All you people on the ground
You don't know that you're a crowd
And all the moves your body moves
You don't know how you did that
And all the licks you hooked upon
You don't know why they turn you on and on and on
As we're turning shit to gold
They turn you on and on and on
As we're turning shit to gold
They turn you on and on and on
As we're turning shit to gold
They turn you on and on
As we're turning shit to gold
We're turning shit to gold
Yes we're turning shit to gold
It's on your radio
Yeah