The Fame Lyrics

Breaks like glass But not in your hand They'll shoot you down Right where you stand
And it don't care for what you wear Or which way you might sway It calls you up but not on the phone And they will drag you from your throne
And you may laugh while you sit there Sipping your champagne And they all laugh at your despair Sniffing your cocaine
I'm a man of choice in an old Rolls Royce And I'm howling at the moon Is my happening too deafening For you? For you?
It's maybe the fame It's walked out on your name, it's sees you crying Never did explain, am I the name Blowing through you like a hurricane?
It's a shame It's a shame It's a shame
It will not fall, not from the sky And it don't eat no humble pie And you may have your quiet life But I bet you don't know why
It makes you a mess You didn't believe You still don't know What makes me breathe
And you may laugh while sitting there Sipping your champagne And they all laugh at your despair Sniffing your cocaine
I'm a man of choice in an old Rolls Royce And I'm howling at the moon Is this happening too deafening For you? For you?
It's maybe the fame It's walked out on your name, it's sees you crying Never did explain, am I the name Blowing through you like a hurricane?
It's a shame It's a shame It's a shame
It's maybe the fame It's walked out on your name, it's sees you crying Never did explain, am I the name Blowing through you like a hurricane?
And I've walked out on your name It sees you cry up from the sky You never did explain why I'm still Blowing through you like a hurricane