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• Artiste: Bros
• Titre: When Will I Be Famous
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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