Funky/Groove and Quirky
End Title/Credits and Film Trailer
Electronic and Pop
Keyboard and Synth
Fame, makes a man take things over Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow Fame, puts you there where things are hollow Fame Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame That burns your change to keep you insane Fame Fame, what you like is in the limo Fame, what you get is no tomorrow Fame, what you need you have to borrow Fame Fame, "Nien! It's mine!" is just his line To bind your time, it drives you to, crime Fame Could it be the best, could it be? Really be, really, babe? Could it be, my babe, could it, babe? Really, really? Is it any wonder I reject you first? Fame, fame, fame, fame Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool Fame Fame, bully for you, chilly for me Got to get a rain check on pain Fame Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame Fame, Fame, Fame Fame, Fame Fame What's your name?