Hanging out down by the lake I've got a pocket full of dollars but it won't but change Cracking a' for heavens sake It won't send me any help cause I've forsaken my faith For money and g-g-gold Hanging out down by the lake I can almost sense it's mothers heartache Dusk seems a little drunk A flat footed shuffle and its listless funk As it blankets The lake with g-g-gold Like cinnamon, like silver We never could have beaten the law Pepper and coffee in our red red wine All the shit that we fall for It just sounds so much better The stories and the colours make life worth living for. Hanging around with my friends I can be myself, no need to pretend Cracking a smile at the corner of our mouths A beautiful day in our home down south Egoli The city Of g-g-gold Like cinnamon, like silver We never could have beaten the law Pepper and coffee in our red red wine All the shit that we fall for Four leaf clovers and a rusted horseshoe Superstitions galore Santa clause and the holy lore All the things a man adores They just sound so much better The stories and the colours make life worth living for. Like cinnamon, like silver We never could have beaten the law Pepper and coffee in our red red wine All the shit that we fall for It just sounds so much better The stories and the colours make life worth living for. Hanging out down by the lake