Testo Cowboys Ian Dury And The Blockheads
From the fermament you seek to walk among
They tell you who went mad, who went from good to bad
And they warn you of the dangers that await the highly strung
Who the hell are they?
And who cares what they say?
Who only seek to worry and alarm
Donât give those dogs thier day
Donât let them get thier way
âCos I can see that fameâs done you no harm
They say what you sacrifeced to be the best
Did you loose all other perpose in your quest?
They say that fameâs your only goal and it messes up your soul
And they mension Elvis Presley and youâre supposed to know the rest
They tell you cherish every minute that youâre hot
So at least yourâll have some memories when youâre not
They say wehn fame becomes dispair, you abandon what you learn
Which makes it that much harded to give up what youâve got
Who the hell are they?
And who cares what they say?
Who only deal in envy and dismay
Donât give those dogs thier day
Donât let them get thier way
Iâm glad to see your picture everywhere
They say celebrity extracts a heavy tole
That the devil soon appears to take control
They say it leads you by the nose and they resite the names of those
Who bled apon the alter of the demon rock ânâ roll
Who the hell are they?
And who cares what they say?
Who only seek to worry and alarm
Donât give those dogs thier day
Donât let them get thier way
âCos I can see that fameâs done you no harm