I found a picture of you in black and white
Looking like Bob Dylan's disciple
The only thing left is a spark in your eye
In the ashes of rock and rollYou used to shine like the Fourth of July
Looking like a midnight revival
To see you now is to watch a man die
In the ashes of rock and rollYou're shining like fool's gold
Shining like fool's gold
You're out digging for what's left of our souls
In the ashes of rock and rollI remember when your love was full force
You held her hand like it was a Bible
And just last night I found out about your divorce
In the ashes of rock and rollYou used to run like a river in a flood
Out chopping down all your idols
Now there's a cynic, dripping in your blood
In the ashes of rock and rollYou're shining like fool's gold
Shining like fool's gold
You're out digging for what's left of our souls
In the ashes of rock and rollI watched them come and go
I watched them taking their toll
Maybe rock 'n' roll never dies
But it sure gets old
Yeah it sure gets oldYou swore to me that we'd always be close
Singing Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah
Now you're casting lots for my old man's clothes
In the ashes of rock and rollYou're shining like fool's gold
Shining like fool's gold
You're out digging for what's left of our souls
In the ashes of rock and roll
Shining like fool's gold
Yeah you're shining like fool's gold
You're out digging for what's left of our souls
In the ashes of rock and roll