Fame a la Mode

Fame à la mode, flashbulbs explode

All the electronic circuits overload

When you are the show

Then you know the show must go on

Hitting the road, salaries over

I'm responsible for shouldering the load

When you are the show

Then you know the show must go on

Drag cicsel queen wearing crush velveteen

Can't someone slow down the machine?

Too much caffeine and too much nicotine

Someone slow down the machine

I'm longing for space

Longing for time

Why can't folks just say what they mean?

Why can't this ever-lovin' life

I'm leading ever feel clean?

Slow down the machine

I really need so bad to unwind

I really need to rest my mind

Velvet stockade, spiked lemonade

Fifty magazine reporters to persuade

When you are the show

Then you know the show must go on

Making the grade, not getting paid

I'm rehearsing for a ticker-tape parade

When you are the show

Then you know the show must go on

Gotta get a scene, chippy, chip, chip scene

Chippy, chip, chip, chip star-crippers's dream

Please slow down the machine, trippy

Cream limousins, black and blue scream (Please)

Longing for space

Longing for time

Why can't folks just say what they mean?

Why can't this ever-lovin' life

I'm leading ever feel clean?

Slow down the machine

I really need so bad to unwind

I really need to rest my mind