The Irony of Fame
It drives you crazy It takes from you the best And gives in return the rest It showcases you to the world But at the expense of your lot It breaks your freedom And for what?...fun and pleasure? It is fun while it last But will it last? Fame is a bastard Pardon me, I mean a dastard It gives and it takes Fair deal...but the time to receive Is as short as a broken scale You can believe in it But the regret that soon follows Will destroy your peace Fame is beautiful But dangerous to behold It drags
