You were born for these flashing lights
You were born for these endless nights
You always knew sooner or later
You were destined for something greater
You took notes on what you had to do
To get the piece of the pie that belonged to you
You've been waiting for this ever since you were young
Be careful not to choke on your tongue
Get famous
You should be famous
Go on and get famous
I want you to be famous
Cold, grey world, all these obedient sheep
They act like they know, but they're all sound asleep
Waiting for something to wake up to
Some nice juicy bone to chew
You arrive on the scene, like a message from God
Listen to the people applaud
This is what you were born to do
Wesley Willis taught me how to write about you
Get famous
You should be famous
You go on and get famous
I want you to be famous
Light up the sky like a comet
Make yourself want to vomit
Shine like a cursed star
Show everybody
Exactly who you are
Get famous
You should be famous
Go on and get famous
I want you to be famous
