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Breaks like glassBut not in your handThey'll shoot you downRight where you standAnd it don't care for what you wearOr which way you might swayIt calls you upBut not on the phoneAnd they will drag you from your throneAnd you may laugh while you sit thereSipping your champagneAnd they all laugh at your despairSniffing your cocaineI'm a man of choice in an old Rolls RoyceAnd I'm howling at the moonIs my happening to deafeningFor you?For you?It's maybe The FameIt's walked out on your nameIt's sees you cryingNever did explainI the nameBlowing through youLike a hurricaneIt's a shameIt's a shameIt's a shameIt will not fallNot from the skyAnd it don't eat no humble pieAnd you may have your quiet lifeBut I bet you don't know whyIt makes you a messYou didn't believeYou still don't know what makes me breatheAnd you may laugh while sitting thereSipping your champagneAnd they all laugh at your despairSniffing your cocaineI'm a man of choice in an old Rolls RoyceAnd I'm howling at the moonIs this happening to deafeningFor you?For you?It's maybe The FameIt's walked out on your nameIt's sees you cryingNever did explainI the nameBlowing through youLike a hurricaneIt's a shameIt's a shameIt's a shameIt's maybe The FameIt's walked out on your nameIt's sees you cryingNever did explainI the nameBlowing through youLike a hurricaneAnd I've walked out on your nameIt sees you cryUp from the skyYou never did explainWhy I'm stillBlowing through youLike a hurricane
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