The price of fame.
Britney Lilo Robbie etc, etc
They tell you you're the next big thing
Althoough they've never heard you sing
They'll take you under their wise wing
And buy you all that wealth can bring.
You take a poke at the press pack
Then they out you for smoking crack
You'll have to sharpen up your act
but you'd rather have your old life back.
Chorus
Hey hey hey hey
The price of fame
Is it getting too high
Hey hey hey hey
A household name Until the day that you die
Hey hey hey hey
the price of fame
Do you love living a lie
Hey hey hey hey
A household name or just the average guy
Sometimes I'm wondering why.
You fall out of all the right bars
And display your pants on leaving cars
You can act the part of super star
But you don't know who the **** you are
You wear clothes that scream LOOK AT ME!
To avoid anonimity
You do gratis gigs for charidee
As long as the food and champagnes for free.
Repeat Chorus, Sha La La La Sha La La