A take on whether being famous is as good as we are led to believe.

famous

who,d be famous

lights flash

causing cars to crash

famous

who,d be famous

pumped up egos

chasing diamonds

sink that cold beer

cos, the champagne don,t taste so good

drinking in the high life

buy yourself a new wife

hold the press

while i choke back the tears

hold my face

while i take off the years

drive another new car

ain,t no time for second best

got a plastic heart

to match my soul

sit back,count the cash

empty notes,bigger boats

fame won,t fill you up

just nail your feet to theground

hire yourself a love machine

hot tubs,

night clubs

the robotic madness of the western world

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