[Verse 1]
Fame à la mode
Flashbulbs explode
All the electronic circuits overload
When you are the show
Then you know the show must go on
[Verse 2]
Hitting the road
Salaries owed
I'm responsible for shouldering the load
When you are the show
Then you know the show must go on
[Bridge]
(Drag closet queen
Wearing crush velveteen)
Can't someone slow down the machine?
(Too much caffeine
Had too much nicotine)
Someone slow down the machine
[Chorus]
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
[Solo]
[Verse 3]
Velvet stockade
Spiked lemonade
Fifty magazine reporters to persuade
When you are the show
Then you know the show must go on
[Verse 4]
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
[Bridge]
(Gotta get a scene, chippy, chip, chip scene
Chippy, chip, chip, chip star-trippers's dream)
Please slow down the machine (Trippy)
(Cream limousine
Black and blue screen)
Please
[Chorus]
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
[Instrumental]
Fame à La Mode was written by Jacob Brackman & Michel Polnareff.