Lyrics
Fame makes a man is take things o ver.
Fame lets him loose, is hard to swal low.
Fame puts you there where things are hol low,
fame.
Fame, it’s not your brain, it’s just a flame that burns your change to keep you in sane.
Fame.
Fame, what you like is in the lim o.
Fame, what you get is no to mor row.
Fame, what you need you have to bor row,
fame.
Fame, it’s not your brain, it’s just a flame that burns your change to keep you in sane.
Fame.
Fame, it’s mine, it’s mine, it’s just his line to bind your time, it drives you to crime,
fame.
Is it an y won der I re ject you first,
fame, fame, fame, fame.
Is it an y won der you are too cool to fool,
fame.
Fame, bul ly for you chil ly 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,
what’s your name?
Fame by David Bowie
Easy piano arrangement in the key of G at 110 BPM. Difficulty: easy. Color-coded notes — no sheet-reading skill required.