Wouldn’t You Give Her Gold? – 15th December 1984

There she goes all dressed in white
Smiling at you, out of sight
She’s just hoping that you might
Sell the world

She hopes that you all agree
That you like what you see
Still she makes her desperate plea
To sell the world

She has ribbons in her hair
She likes it when you care
She just wants to be there
When you sell the world

The world was never enough
She’s always had it tough
But when the world is sold
But when the world is sold
Wouldn’t you give her gold?