Yes youre suitably at one with your body and the sun Yes you are Well youve read Karl Marx and youve taught yourself to dance Youre the best by far But you keep asking the question, one youre not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous (I cant answer I cant answer that) When will I see my picture in the paper When will I will I be famous. you keep asking me baby.
Youre a slave to fashion and your life is full of passion Its the way you are Yes youve suffered for your art with teh jogging in the park You know you should go far but you keep asking the question, one youre not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous (I cant answer I cant answer that) When will I see my picture in the paper Oh I cant tell you when youll see your name up in lights When will I will I be famous. You keep asking me baby
You wont suffer in silence Youre a talent you know that Ive noticed Youd like to be a legend A big star overnight I cant answer your question Its driving me insane Your impossible impatience Tearing at my brain
When will I will I be famous (I cant answer I cant answer that) When will I see my picture in the paper Oh I cant tell you when youll see your name up in lights When will I will I be famous. You keep asking me baby