When will i be famous
by Bros
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When Will I Be Famous? Lyrics
by Bros
Yes you´re suitably at one
with your body and the sun
Yes you are
Well you´ve read Karl Marx
and you´ve taught yourself to dance
You´re the best by far
But you keep asking the question,
one you´re not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
When will I will I be famous.
you keep asking me baby.
You´re a slave to fashion
and your life is full of passion
It´s the way you are
Yes you´ve suffered for your art
with teh jogging in the park
You know you should go far
but you keep asking the question,
one you´re not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
Oh I can´t tell you when
you´ll see your name up in lights
When will I will I be famous.
You keep asking me baby
You won´t suffer in silence
You´re a talent you know
that I´ve noticed
You´d like to be a legend
A big star overnight
I can´t answer your question
It´s driving me insane
Your impossible impatience
Tearing at my brain
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
Oh I can´t tell you when
you´ll see your name up in lights
When will I will I be famous.
You keep asking me baby
Yes you´re suitably at one
with your body and the sun
Yes you are
Well you´ve read Karl Marx
and you´ve taught yourself to dance
You´re the best by far
But you keep asking the question,
one you´re not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
When will I will I be famous.
you keep asking me baby.
You´re a slave to fashion
and your life is full of passion
It´s the way you are
Yes you´ve suffered for your art
with teh jogging in the park
You know you should go far
but you keep asking the question,
one you´re not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
Oh I can´t tell you when
you´ll see your name up in lights
When will I will I be famous.
You keep asking me baby
You won´t suffer in silence
You´re a talent you know
that I´ve noticed
You´d like to be a legend
A big star overnight
I can´t answer your question
It´s driving me insane
Your impossible impatience
Tearing at my brain
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
Oh I can´t tell you when
you´ll see your name up in lights
When will I will I be famous.
You keep asking me baby
by Bros
Yes you´re suitably at one
with your body and the sun
Yes you are
Well you´ve read Karl Marx
and you´ve taught yourself to dance
You´re the best by far
But you keep asking the question,
one you´re not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
When will I will I be famous.
you keep asking me baby.
You´re a slave to fashion
and your life is full of passion
It´s the way you are
Yes you´ve suffered for your art
with teh jogging in the park
You know you should go far
but you keep asking the question,
one you´re not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
Oh I can´t tell you when
you´ll see your name up in lights
When will I will I be famous.
You keep asking me baby
You won´t suffer in silence
You´re a talent you know
that I´ve noticed
You´d like to be a legend
A big star overnight
I can´t answer your question
It´s driving me insane
Your impossible impatience
Tearing at my brain
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
Oh I can´t tell you when
you´ll see your name up in lights
When will I will I be famous.
You keep asking me baby
Yes you´re suitably at one
with your body and the sun
Yes you are
Well you´ve read Karl Marx
and you´ve taught yourself to dance
You´re the best by far
But you keep asking the question,
one you´re not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
When will I will I be famous.
you keep asking me baby.
You´re a slave to fashion
and your life is full of passion
It´s the way you are
Yes you´ve suffered for your art
with teh jogging in the park
You know you should go far
but you keep asking the question,
one you´re not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
Oh I can´t tell you when
you´ll see your name up in lights
When will I will I be famous.
You keep asking me baby
You won´t suffer in silence
You´re a talent you know
that I´ve noticed
You´d like to be a legend
A big star overnight
I can´t answer your question
It´s driving me insane
Your impossible impatience
Tearing at my brain
When will I will I be famous
(I can´t answer I can´t answer that)
When will I see my picture in the paper
Oh I can´t tell you when
you´ll see your name up in lights
When will I will I be famous.
You keep asking me baby
