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Ahhh see right see the thing that's got it all fucked up now is camera-phones
How the hell am I supposed to be able to do a line in front of complete strangers, when I know They've all got cameras?
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
It's all so easy you get a bit spoiled.
So, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
It feels just like when you wasn't famous.
The celebrity pages in papers don't tell tales that are always to the line of the truth.
It's 'til a line at which most likely you'll have the time, or enough finance to sue.
Which is why it's so frightening buying papers in the morning fearing the next Mike Skinner scoop.
'Cause I used to believe what I read, so now I know that others will believe that it's true.
But I realized, with you the truth could be, a whole lot worse than the flack.
My whole life I never thought I'd see, a pop star smoke crack.
And I must admit I was quite shocked, with that thing you did with me on my back.
But, outside in the lobby, I shouldn't have laughed when you slapped that man.
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
It's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
So, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
It feels just like when you wasn't famous.
You were so much fun, I really got to like you more than you liked me,
I really hoped that you'd stay.
Considering the amount of prang you'd done, you looked amazing on cd:uk.
You learn dances, do promo, cameras flashing, get in the van, zoom away (reeeoow).
I wake up high, diss my beat feel hung over and sorry for my doomed day.
But I know I got a bit close to you, and that you found it fucking boring.
You taught me so much about how to deal with the how far I'd fallin' in.
And what version of a rumor would next day be everyone's story of me.
You taught me all the realities and turn the page and ignore 'em.
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
It's all so easy you get a bit spoiled.
So, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
It feels just like when you wasn't famous.
Anyway, I had to rest my beer hat, delete my dealer's number and unroll my bank notes.
And we were on borrowed time anyway, what with the daily toilet papers not knowin'.
And I knew that when the people who thought they knew you, when they found out,
I would've been mocked.
Which is ironic, 'cause in reality, standing next to you I look fucking soft.
Whenever I see you on MTV, I can't stop my big wide smile.
And past the 'children's appeal', I see the darkness behind.
We both know the scratches on my back, much better than the alludes and lies.
I miss the bitchin' and shoutin', but I'm glad I got out in time.
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
It's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
So, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
It feels just like when you wasn't famous.
You can't keep fucking pop stars, we've got a fucking business to run. There are industry repercussions, Michael!
I know.
How the hell am I supposed to be able to do a line in front of complete strangers, when I know They've all got cameras?
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
It's all so easy you get a bit spoiled.
So, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
It feels just like when you wasn't famous.
The celebrity pages in papers don't tell tales that are always to the line of the truth.
It's 'til a line at which most likely you'll have the time, or enough finance to sue.
Which is why it's so frightening buying papers in the morning fearing the next Mike Skinner scoop.
'Cause I used to believe what I read, so now I know that others will believe that it's true.
But I realized, with you the truth could be, a whole lot worse than the flack.
My whole life I never thought I'd see, a pop star smoke crack.
And I must admit I was quite shocked, with that thing you did with me on my back.
But, outside in the lobby, I shouldn't have laughed when you slapped that man.
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
It's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
So, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
It feels just like when you wasn't famous.
You were so much fun, I really got to like you more than you liked me,
I really hoped that you'd stay.
Considering the amount of prang you'd done, you looked amazing on cd:uk.
You learn dances, do promo, cameras flashing, get in the van, zoom away (reeeoow).
I wake up high, diss my beat feel hung over and sorry for my doomed day.
But I know I got a bit close to you, and that you found it fucking boring.
You taught me so much about how to deal with the how far I'd fallin' in.
And what version of a rumor would next day be everyone's story of me.
You taught me all the realities and turn the page and ignore 'em.
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
It's all so easy you get a bit spoiled.
So, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
It feels just like when you wasn't famous.
Anyway, I had to rest my beer hat, delete my dealer's number and unroll my bank notes.
And we were on borrowed time anyway, what with the daily toilet papers not knowin'.
And I knew that when the people who thought they knew you, when they found out,
I would've been mocked.
Which is ironic, 'cause in reality, standing next to you I look fucking soft.
Whenever I see you on MTV, I can't stop my big wide smile.
And past the 'children's appeal', I see the darkness behind.
We both know the scratches on my back, much better than the alludes and lies.
I miss the bitchin' and shoutin', but I'm glad I got out in time.
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
It's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
So, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
It feels just like when you wasn't famous.
You can't keep fucking pop stars, we've got a fucking business to run. There are industry repercussions, Michael!
I know.
Lyrics submitted by eleanorigby
Track duration: 03:20
"When You Wasn't Famous" as written by Michael Geoffrey Skinner, Stephen Paul Manderson
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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* Hardest way...
* Pranging Out
* 2 Nations
* Never went to Church
* Memento Mori
* All Goes out thte window
but the others like War of Sexes, Con Honest John (a rip-off of the show "Hustle"), & Hotel Expressionism are just crap