Letra de 15 Minutes Of Fame

Any way the wind seems to blow is where you always end up turning your nose,
well I suppose you wanna go where the incrowd goes & know everything the in crowd knows,
saying everything right, you keep you image tight with everyone you meet and greet
but the truth of it all is that it's easy to fall if you can't stand on your own fucking feet

You're so busy kissing everyone's ass you haven't noticed that your nose is brown,
well you're the clown of the town but you think you're
going up well I can promise you you're going down,
so stop wasting your time becos you're way out of line, it's all imaginary fame,
you're not wearing a crown & the only place you'll ever be famous in is in your own brain