Give me fame and pat my back
Give me all the drugs one boy can eat
Give me awards that I don't need
I'm sorry I couldn't make it
I'll start fights, drive into pools
I'll take drugs, yeah, well, that's cool
I'm better model, he never eats
I will stay awake for weeks
Get out of the overdraft,
Just what Mr. Brown was saying,
Oh, it's everywhere we look
In glossy pages of magazines
Give me fame and pat my back
Give me a room filled with yes -men
Give me friendship based on greed
A lover who'll sell her story
Cos I'll start bikes, drive into pools
I'll take drugs, yeah, well, but cool
I'll build a mod el who never eats
I will stay away for weeks,
Nobody wants to be on the Zed list
No followers on Instagram,
so they worsen death when you're
And if it's life or death,
We see it on film reels and
Glossy pages of magazines
Give me fame and pat my back
Give me all the drugs one
Give me awards that I don't need
I'm sorry I couldn't make it,
Fast on bikes, drive into pools
I'll take drugs, yeah, well, but cool
I'll bear the mark for who never eats
I will stay awake for weeks