Fame

Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, and hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there, when things are hollow
Fame…
Fame, it’s not your brain, just a flame
A funny tin to dip you insane
Fame…
Fame, what you like is in the Limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame…
Fame, «Nein! It’s mine!» is just his line
He’s only trying to drive you to crime… (crime)
Fame…
Is it any wonder
I’ll reject you first
Is it any wonder
You’re too cool to fool
Fame
Bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on… pain
Fame…
Fame (Rpt x23)
What’s your name?
What a game…
What a shame… What a shame…