When Will I Be Famous? (Feat. Fiona Lynch)

When will I, will I be famous?

Yes, you're suitably at one
With your body and the sun
Yes, you are
You've read Karl Marx
And you've taught yourself to dance
You're the best by far

But you keep asking the question
Whoa, 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
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
You've suffered for your art
With the jogging in the park
You know you should go far

But you keep asking the question
Whoa, 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 answer that

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
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 over night
Tell me, when?
I can't answer your question
It's driving me insane
And your impossible impatience
Tearing at my brain

I can't take it, can't take it no more

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
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
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that