Gerry Cinnamon - Fortune Favours The Bold lyrics

Shoo lala Shoo lala laaaaaaa Shoo lala Shoo lala laaaaaaaaa Ah know its a long shot But ah heard fortune favours the bold Now they tell me be solid make paper and do what yer told But ah'd rather have holes in ma shoes than be idrowning n gold In the heat of the moment ma mind got left out in the cold Shoo lala Shoo lala laaaaaaa Shoo lala Shoo lala laaaaaaa Do you think that its worth it Can I buy back my soul when its gone In the ground your alone and your bank account won't keep you warm Ah see through you you're made out of gla** with a heart made of stone And the thorns in your crown cut your skin while you bleed on your throne