Get famous

When you haven't got any sense
And a sick ghastly pallor
Well the poor kid never had a chance
And people heard that you're dead
But you haven't
You haven't left the city yet

Oh, get famous, get famous, get famous
Oh, so even if it takes every white blood cell
You ever ever have

When you haven't got any friends
And the pharmacist recommends
A b-complex for this condition

And no, you haven't
You haven't left the city yet

Oh, get famous, get famous, get famous
Oh, so even if it takes every white blood cell
You ever ever have

You stand to the side
When the amtrak speeds by
Close our eyes and pretend
That it's going to hit us
And try to decide
As the amtrak speeds by
To live or die, to live or die
Well, oh well Get famous, get famous, get famous
Get famous, get famous, get famous
Get F-A-M-O-you-S, here we are

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