I stand here waiting For you to bang the gong To crash the critic saying Is it right or is it wrong? If only Fame had an IV Baby could I bare being away from you I found the vein, put it in here
I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause Live for the way that you cheer and screaming for me The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing I love turn the lights on Put your hands up, make ‘em touch Make it real loud Give me that thing I love turn the lights on Put your hands up, make ‘em touch
Give me that thing I love turn the lights on Put your hands up, make ‘em touch Make it real loud Give me that thing I love turn the lights on Put your hands up, make ‘em touch
I overheard your theory ‘Nostalgia is not for geeks!’ I guess sir, if you say so Some of us just like to read One second I’m the kunst Then, suddenly, the kunst is me Pop culture was in arts, now Art’s in pop culture, in me
I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing I love turn the lights on Put your hands up, make ‘em touch Make it real loud Give me that thing I love turn the lights on Put your hands up, make ‘em touch
I live for way aplause Applause, applause, applause