Fame And Fortune

Fame and fortune, facts of life Most of what makes it is useless tripe So change the angle of the battle plan To hit the target Fame and fortune, fancy that Nothing but rabbits come out of the hat So try to catch a falling star, Crush it into dust and stuff it down a jar And throw it far away Now the point is back to front See-through people See-through monuments No empire The beginning, at the ending (one goes up, one goes down) Smash a face against the wall Grind a face into the ground - Oh No Pretty faces on the wall - They Fall Heat to boiling, disappear in the sky Slash the ashes, and bake into a pie Pretty faces on the ground - Oh No, No, No Fame and fortune is a stupid game and Fame and fortune is the game I play I play forever