Track Title:               Fame
Album Title:               Have A Nice Decade: disc 5

Prime Artist:              David Bowie
Background Vocal:          John Lennon
Guitar:                    Carlos Alomar
Written by:                David Bowie

Written by:                Carlos Alomar
Written by:                John Lennon

Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there, where things are hollow
Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame
that burns the change to keep you insane
Fame, what you like is in the Limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame, "Nien! It's mine!" is just his line
to bind your time, it drives you to, ah, crime
Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Really be, really, babe?
Is it any wonder
I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder
you're too cool to fool
Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain-check on pain
ba ba be
ba be ba be
ba be ba be
ba ba ba ba
ba ba
baby, baby
What's your name?
Feelin' so gay
Feelin' gay