Oh, fame They've taken everything and twisted it Oh, fame they say You never could have resisted it What's in a name And everybody's jaded by fame Oh
I just can't seem to take much more of this Got too much hassle, baby and not enough bliss Got to give these hangers on a miss 'Cos I need some help,
of soul I don't have no hit record, I don't have no TV show So, why should I want to live in this goldfish bowl? So, why should I have to live in this
We met, deep down in Somerset A time I can't forget When we were sippin' cider in the shade Oh, the sun was setting in the West You looked your very
That it's hard to keep up with it all Keep your eye on the ball And to make the right call When we're longing for fall On this evening in June On an
wrong with this picture? There's something I'm not seein' here What's wrong with this picture? Something's not exactly clear What's wrong with this picture
Lost in a strange city, nowhere to turn Far cry from the streets that I came from It can get lonely when you're traveling hard But you can even be lonely
Drop that coin right into the slot Get it whether you're ready or not Let the whinin' boy moan Let the whinin' boy moan Let the whinin' boy moan If you
You gotta stop drinking that wine, sonny boy You gotta stop drinking that wine, sonny boy If you don't stop drinking that wine it's gonna poison your
You might have your name up in lights But you still have to keep your game uptight Too many myths Tell me, tell me how you gonna cope with this Too many
Picture This after a thousand words said we still couldn't undersand what was in each others heads complete content some rised to sunset so fly like stars
on all fours She used to watch me kiss the floor What's wrong with this picture? What's wrong with this picture? Farewell the ashtray girl Forbidden snowflake Beware this
I'm somewhere with you On the U.S Virgin Islands, (Right Away) Baby, Baby???Aye CHORUS: Picture me and you, you and me K.I.S.S.I.N.G , then Picture
words excellent words I can hear them now this is the picture, this is the picture this is the picture, this is the picture I'm sitting by the window
of economic gaps Picture this respect on a grander scale respect for human rights Picture this a world where there's no need to write songs like this
"Listen.." Something on the windowsill Caught her eye and held her still The cars pass by outside Nowhere left to hide Picture this now crystal clear
my eyes and I still see you saying goodbye I know I'd be okay if I could just throw away This picture But what do I do with this picture of you in my
Carry this picture for luck kept in a locket tucked in your coller close to your chest make it a secret shown to the closest friends and meet me at quarter