The Fame

Verse 1 
 
D 
It breaks like glass, but not in your hand 
 
Shoot you down right where you stand 
Bm A 
And it don‘t care for what you wear 
G 
or which way you might sway 
 
 
Verse 2 
 
D 
It calls you up, but not on the phone 
 
And it will drag you from your throne 
Bm A G D 
And you may laugh while you sit there sipping you champagne 
Bm A G D 
And may I laugh at your dispare sniffing your cocaine 
 
 
Bridge 
 
Bm A 
I‘m a man of choise in an old Rolls Royce 
G D 
And I‘m howling at the moon 
Bm A G 
Is my happening to deafening for you? For you? 
 
 
Chorus 
 
D A G 
Its maybe the fame 
D A G 
Its forgotten you name 
D A G 
The tears you cryed you never did explain 
D A G D 
And I remain, blowing through you like a hurricane 
D 
Its a shame, Its a shame, Its a shame 
 
 
Verse 3 
 
D 
It will not fall, not from the sky 
 
And it don‘t eat no humble pie 
Bm A 
And you may have your quiet life 
G D 
But I bet you don‘t know why 
 
 
Verse 4 
 
D 
It made you a mess, you didn‘t believe 
 
You still don‘t know what makes me breathe 
Bm A G D 
And you may laugh while you sit there sipping your champagne 
Bm A G 
And may I laugh at your dispare while your sniffing your cocaine 
 
 
Bridge 
 
Chorus