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This is my first one in a while and it looks like the old cynical side of me is back. C4C, natch. Enjoy!

Fame Chasers

Well fame chasers,
See them runnin down the street,
stayin out of the midday heat,
skirtin from door to door,
frantically searchin for,
somethin never ever to be found.

Well fame chasers,
With an evil glint in their eye,
grab madly at passers by,
"Spare a penny for my dream?"
Don't worry, babe, you can trust me.
I'm not like all the losers.

Well beggars can't be choosers,
But if I end like you, sir,
I think I'll chose the door today
and live until my dying day,
in paradise.

Because you don't know,
what fame really is.
Your in it for the girls and riches.

Fame chasers,
See them snort pencil erasers,
then get gunned down by tasers,
As they're frantic for a high,
They just break down and cry,
They ran out of luck back in high school.

Because you don't know,
what fame really is.
Your in it for the girls and riches.

Now lost causes,
And people without a soul,
hungry, tired and old.
with no more dreams of Vegas,
Just scraping minimum wages.
I know just the way it is.

Well beggars can't be choosers,
But if I end like you, sir,
I think I'll chose the door today
and live until my dying day,
in paradise.

Because you don't know,
what fame really is.
Your in it for the girls and riches.

The worlds losers,
Long faded Ibiza tan,
love and money down the pan.
Just take a rest for ten,
Then they'll take on the world again,
And someone somewhere might just make it.

Because you don't know,
what fame really is.
Your in it for the girls and riches.
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#2
waht the **** were u listening to (or doing) whe u wrote this lol. not bad. don't really want to put much more thought into it at this time my head hoyts. lol. crit mine its called 1. Calling