In Which I Hate Talking About Things Too

David Bowie

by Molly Lambert (and David Bowie)

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

Fame, it’s not your brain, it’s just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane (sane)
Fame (fame)

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

“Fame” — David Bowie (mp3)

Fame, nien! its mine! is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to, crime
Fame (fame)

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

Is it any wonder I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame

Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
Fame (fame)

Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain (pain)
(fame)

Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame

What’s your name?
Feeling so gay, feeling gay

Molly Lambert is the Senior Editor of This Recording. She drew that picture of David Bowie. Yes, she is multi-talented and she blogs awesome.

Your weekend songs:

“Bonnie & Clyde” — Serge Gainsbourg & Brigitte (mp3)

“Pathetic & Cool” — Rachel Beth Glaser (m4a)

“There There” — Radiohead (mp3)

“I Knew The Bride When She Used” — Nick Lowe (mp3)

“Be Wild” – M83 (mp3)

“Cross Your Eyes” — Kingsbury Manx (mp3)

“Malibu” — Hole (mp3)

“Why Does My Heart Feel So Bad” — Moby (mp3)

In case you didn’t catch it, we have a MySpace now (nerds).