Fame à la mode Songtext
von Michel Polnareff

Fame a la mode
Flashbulbs explode
All the electronic circuits overload
When you are the show
Then you know the show
Must go on

Hitting the road
Salaries over
I′m responsible for shouldering the load
When you are the show
Then you know the show
Must go on

Drag cicsel queen
Wearing crush velveteen
Can't someone slow down the machine
Too much caffeine
And too much nicotine
Someone slow down the machine


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

Velvet stocade
Spiked lemonade
50 magazine reporters to persuade
When you are the show
Then you know the show
Must go on

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

Gotta get a scene, chippy, chip, chip scene
Chippy, chip, chip, chip star-crippers′s dream
Please slow down the machine, trippy
Cream limousins
Black and blue scream
Please


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