Fame — David Bowie

Fame, makes a man take things over Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow Fame, puts you there where things are hollow Fame

Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame That burns your change to keep 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, Nien! It's mine! is just his line To bind your time, it drives you to, crime Fame

Could it be the best, could it be? Really be, really, babe? Could it be, my babe, could it, babe? Really, really?

Is it any wonder I reject you first? Fame, fame, fame, fame Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool Fame

Fame, bully for you, chilly for me Got to get a rain check on pain Fame

Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame

Fame What's your name?

(whispered) Feeling so gay, feeling gay? Brings so much pain?