Woodface (1991)
		Fame Is

		Fork lightning in your hall
		Break the skin when you break the fall
		I'll be the one to fix it up
		Love children of the new age
		Just a hippy with a weekly wage
		There's no rebellion just a chance to be lazy

		When fame is in your blood
		You follow the science of love
		Wave the magic wand
		And hang on

		The rest of us are living in a daze
		Keep thinkin' 'bout the choice to be made
		Here come the handmaidens of end time
		Lost treasure from a primitive race
		All the lives written on your face
		Can't fill the canyons of your mind

		Now you've changed and jumbled the pieces
		You've changed but you were better off before
		You talked to a roomful of strangers
		Here come the handmaidens of end time

		And all of your spells will break
		And all of your stars will fall
		So look out for number one
		Fame is in your blood