Lyrics:
Time and effort
Behind the scenes
Ignored by
Patrons again
Still we stand
On this stage
But not for
For fame
For fame
The lights shine
Upon our
in ten with a satisfied mind
Once I was winning in fortune and fame
Everything that I dreamed for to get a start in life's game
But suddenly it
about the money, not all about the fame
See, I don't really get her, she really don't mean a thing
I just need you by my side, don't you ever go away
A cop was shot in the head by a 10 year old kid named Buddah in
Central Park last week
The fathers are lined up by
the coffins by the Statue of Bigotry
that you've hardly even heard of
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain
Rudolph
and get some)
Some money (come and get some)
Come and get some money (money, money, uh, uh)
Some money (money, money)
Come and get some fame (get some
needs, oh-oh
She just want the fame, I know what she fiends, oh-oh
Give her a little taste, running back to me, oh-oh
Put it in her veins, pray her soul
nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
I be rollin' with some young kings, young kings
Rollin' with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing,
There's unlimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it 'cause of fame
Who?
E.M.I. E.M.I. E.M.I.
I found him by the stage last night, he was breathing his last breath.
A bottle of gin and a cigarette was all what he had left.
Well, I know that
Back to business, too many flipping
Switching like litmus, don't know their limits
Swear on the book, can't judge I'm a witness
Blinded by sweeter
had to go
The trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
Though now this better life
Has brought
And tapping in time
You got a pretty face
Such a pretty pretty face
You can brush your own mane
Fame is your pain
Maybe an older woman
Will show
And tapping in time
You got a pretty face
Such a pretty pretty face
You can brush your own mane
Fame is your pain
My love, my love's in vain
My love
Tryin' to do what the big hillbillies do
I would sit there by the hour pickin' wildwood flower
Wore my little fingers to the bone
Well, I said I would
awake, unlike the rest of us
The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads itself against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
It's just another
Richard frost
By: jimmy buffett
Richard frost left alabama heading west to find his fame
Only got to oklahoma and that's where he changed his name
Written by George & Ira Gershwin
The man who only lives for making money
Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny
Likewise the man who works for
Written by George & Ira Gershwin
The man who only lives for making money
Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny
Likewise the man who works for
The old gunfighter stood on the
Porch and stared into sun
And relived all the old days back when
He was living by the gun
When deadly games of pride
what is fame ?
Fame, it's but slow decay, even this shall pass away"
Fighting furiously on a battlefield, once a javelin pierced his shield
Soldiers
rich man in ten, with a satisfied mind.
Once I was winning in fortune and fame
Everything I dreamed for, to get a start in life's game
Suddenly it
my hands
This baby grand's
Been good to me
I've had friends
But they have slipped away
I've had fame
But it doesn't stay
I've made fortunes
Spent them
Once I had fame
Oh I was full of pride
Had lots of friends
Always here right by my side
Well my fame oh it died
Now my friends all try to hide
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