Don't go thinking why you're living a lie
Now there's a lot to earn, dead or alive (alive, alive)
They told you what you want, you never decide (it's decided)
Just hold on and you might, ah, ooh
Be famous (famous)
Your way to paradise
Be famous (famous)
Your way to all delight
Just taste it (taste it)
Just taste the sugar high
Oh, just taste it (taste it)
Oh, you don't go thinking life had ever been kind
You found there's a lot to burn, you let it collide (collide, collide)
You just threw in the dice and let 'em decide (it's decided)
But now you're thinking why, ah, ooh
You're famous (famous)
Your way to paradise
You're famous (famous)
Your way to all delight
You're tasteless (tasteless)
'Cause taste don't feed your high
Ah, 'cause you've made it (made it)
(Famous, famous)
(Famous, famous)
Oh, you're famous (famous)
Your way to paradise
You're famous (famous)
Your way to all delight
You're tasteless (tasteless)
'Cause taste don't feed your high
Ah, 'cause you've made it (made it)
Parcels - Famous (Single Version) Lyrics
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Don't go thinking why you're living a lie
Now there's a lot to earn, dead or alive (alive, alive)
They told you what you want, you never decide (it's decided)
Just hold on and you might, ah, ooh
Be famous (famous)
Your way to paradise
Be famous (famous)
Your way to all delight
Just taste it (taste it)
Just taste the sugar high
Oh, just taste it (taste it)
Oh, you don't go thinking life had ever been kind
You found there's a lot to burn, you let it collide (collide, collide)
You just threw in the dice and let 'em decide (it's decided)
But now you're thinking why, ah, ooh
You're famous (famous)
Your way to paradise
You're famous (famous)
Your way to all delight
You're tasteless (tasteless)
'Cause taste don't feed your high
Ah, 'cause you've made it (made it)
(Famous, famous)
(Famous, famous)
Oh, you're famous (famous)
Your way to paradise
You're famous (famous)
Your way to all delight
You're tasteless (tasteless)
'Cause taste don't feed your high
Ah, 'cause you've made it (made it)
Now there's a lot to earn, dead or alive (alive, alive)
They told you what you want, you never decide (it's decided)
Just hold on and you might, ah, ooh
Be famous (famous)
Your way to paradise
Be famous (famous)
Your way to all delight
Just taste it (taste it)
Just taste the sugar high
Oh, just taste it (taste it)
Oh, you don't go thinking life had ever been kind
You found there's a lot to burn, you let it collide (collide, collide)
You just threw in the dice and let 'em decide (it's decided)
But now you're thinking why, ah, ooh
You're famous (famous)
Your way to paradise
You're famous (famous)
Your way to all delight
You're tasteless (tasteless)
'Cause taste don't feed your high
Ah, 'cause you've made it (made it)
(Famous, famous)
(Famous, famous)
Oh, you're famous (famous)
Your way to paradise
You're famous (famous)
Your way to all delight
You're tasteless (tasteless)
'Cause taste don't feed your high
Ah, 'cause you've made it (made it)
Writer: Jules Crommelin
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.