From the recording Pictures
Lyrics
Go for Gold
by Michael Lyon
When the job to do must be done just so
King Kong come and get to work gung ho
How about a ring-ding-ding, and the truth be told
Tame the greed or forsake the gold
That’s the way it goes
Honest work will keep you on your toes
Wouldn’t dare fall flat on the welcome mat
Best to make your mark more like an acrobat!
Been a while. How you been? How you been?
What you say we go for a spin? Come on in
There’s a graveyard movie show you’d adore --
unlike an evening ever spent before
Picnic time on the lawn, on the lawn
Got an urge to break into song, in the throng
Hail an all-star cast on the silver screen
invite a ghost to join in, sight unseen
Mr. Moon presides in the sky, that’s the guy
with a smile on his face,
as to say, “Here’s looking at you…”
Hey there, Bogie, how do you do?
They were huge in the day, in the day
Valentino, Fairbanks -- the rage, all the rage
May they rest in peace and eternal grace
All welcome to their final resting place
Go for gold, but behave, I should say
Not by greed be led to the grave, not today
As the moon will shine and the West was won
Hey, thanks to you know who is having fun
Mr. Moon up high in the sky, king size
Keep that smile open wide
May your conscience serve as your guide
Mr. Huston, thanks for the ride…