WHEN WILL I BE FAMOUS
BROS
When will I be famous?
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?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
And 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, babe
You're a slave to fashion
And your life is full of passion
It's the way you are
You've suffered for your art
With the jogging in the park
You know you should go far
But you keep asking the question
One you're not supposed to mention
(I'm 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?
I can't answer, (I can't wait,) I can't answer that
And 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, babe
(I can't wait)
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 (Tell me when)
I can't answer your question (I can't wait)
It's driving me insane
And your impossible impatience (impatience)
Tearing at my brain
I can't take it, take it much more
Got too much to hope for
When will I
When when when when wh-when
Will I, will I, will I
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that (What's the point of asking when?)
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
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?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
And 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, babe
You're a slave to fashion
And your life is full of passion
It's the way you are
You've suffered for your art
With the jogging in the park
You know you should go far
But you keep asking the question
One you're not supposed to mention
(I'm 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?
I can't answer, (I can't wait,) I can't answer that
And 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, babe
(I can't wait)
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 (Tell me when)
I can't answer your question (I can't wait)
It's driving me insane
And your impossible impatience (impatience)
Tearing at my brain
I can't take it, take it much more
Got too much to hope for
When will I
When when when when wh-when
Will I, will I, will I
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that (What's the point of asking when?)
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
