On That Note: Fame

[pourcyne]

I go to parties, sometimes until four
It's hard to leave when you can't find the door
It's tough to handle this fortune and fame
Everybody's so different, I haven't changed

 

[MeanDean]

Having buys it's fortune, fame
Living's just a little game

 

[MeanDean]

I travel around from town to lonely town
I guess I'll always be just a rolling stone
If I find fortune and fame
And lots of people know my name
That won't mean a thing if I'm all alone

 

[pourcyne]

Just about a year ago, I set out on the road
Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' for a pot of gold
Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you will know the tune
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again

 

[CycloneRulzzz]

Take it in, Carl, Hal, and his famous ashtray

 

[MeanDean]

And take a message to Michael, message to Michael
He sings each night in some cafe
In his search to find wealth and fame
I hear Michael has gone and changed his name

 

[CycloneRulzzz]

You brought me fame and fortune and everything that goes with it

 

[pourcyne]

Now my widow she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good worthless claim

And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there
Fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there
Waitin' for me there

 

[MeanDean]

I went back home and wrote a song
And made a record I could claim
The little tune jumped on the charts
And rode me right on up to fame
It netted over ten thousand dollars
And added glory to my name

 

[cyclones500]

~1:35

“When I lay down to sleep / I have the same dream / Of a world-famous actress in a pink limousine.”

 

[MeanDean]

A letter to you on a cassette
'Cause we don't write anymore
Gotta make it up quickly
There's people asleep on the second floor
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you

You'll be walking your dog in a few hours
I'll be asleep in my brother's house
You're a thousand miles away
With food between your teeth
Come up for summer, I've got a place near the beach
There's room for your dog
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Youth, truth, beauty, fame, boredom and a bottle of pills

Quite a little song there!!!! And it gets... moreso, as it goes along

 

[cyclones500]

 

[cyclones500]

 

[pourcyne]

I was a free man in Paris
I felt unfettered and alive
There was nobody calling me up for favors
And no one's future to decide
You know I'd go back there tomorrow
But for the work I've taken on
Stoking the star-maker machinery
Behind the popular song

 

[cyclones500]

“You really like rock and roll / All of the fame and the masquerade.”

 

[pourcyne]

I'm the one (it's a glamour profession)
I'm the one (the L.A. concession)
Local boys will spend a quarter
Just to shine the silver bowl
Living hard will take its toll
Illegal fun
Under the sun, boys
That's my claim to fame

 

[pourcyne]

Got this one on vinyl...

When my picture's in a frame, in the Fool's Hall of Fame
There'll be no one you can blame but me
She was mean and so unkind
A two-faced woman with a one-track mind
I was so blind I could not see

 

[bluestarcyclone]

 

[Gonzo]

This is a bit of a stretch but I had to try. Thermadore is one of the more criminally underappreciated bands from the 90s so any chance I get to shout them out I will. Saw them at Gabes in I.C. when I was at Iowa. Such a cool band.

Well she's Amerasian...
And you've had a few...
And the reputation that she's keepin' well it's following you.

 

[baller21]

Beverly Hills, that's where I want to be
(Gimme-gimme, gimme-gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills, rolling like a celebrity
(Gimme-gimme, gimme-gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills