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 roll You used to shine like the 4th of July Looking like a midnight revival To see you now is to watch a man die In the ashes of rock and roll You're shining like fools' gold Shining like fools' gold You're out digging for what's left of our souls In the ashes of rock and roll I 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 roll You used to run like a river in a flood Out chopping down on your idols Now there's a cynic dripping in your blood In the ashes of rock and roll You're shining like fools' gold You're shining like fools' gold You're out digging for what's left of our souls In the ashes of rock and roll I watch them come and go Watch them taking their toll Maybe rock and roll never dies But it sure gets old Yeah, it sure gets old You 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 roll You're shining like fools' gold Shining like fools' gold You're out digging for what's left of our souls In the ashes of rock and roll You're shining like fools' gold Yeah, you're shining like fools' gold, yeah! You're out digging for what's left of our souls In the ashes of rock and roll