Fame, makes a man take things over / Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow / Fame, puts you there where things are hollow / Fame

Fame, it’s not your brain, it’s just the flame / That burns your change to keep you insane / Fame

Fame, what you like is in the limo / Fame, what you get is no tomorrow / Fame, what you need you have to borrow / Fame

Fame, “Nien! It’s mine!” is just his line / To bind your time, it drives you to, crime / Fame / What’s your name?

Could it be the best, could it be? / Really be, really, babe? / Could it be, my babe, could it, babe? / Really, really?

Is it any wonder I reject you first? / Fame / Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool? / Fame

Fame, bully for you, chilly for me / Got to get a rain check on pain / Fame / What’s your name?

[By David Bowie – John Lennon – Carlos Alomar © Rca Records, 1975/1990]