Vaux Fame Lyrics

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I've been to New York City
And I walked the weakest roads.
Seen L.A. and its perfect salesman,
All dressed in holy robes.

And all that's left to say,
Is spread throughout this town.
You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.
Then come on, baby.
And it's in your face,
Can read it clearly now.
Looks like I'm lost at the foot or your cross.
So come on save me.

I've been to Chicago
And don't think I haven't crossed the seas
Seen Milan and its model fashion.
It brings me to my knees.
I think I've come undone.

And all that's left to say,
Is spread throughout this town.
You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.
Then come on, baby.
And it's in your face,
Can read it clearly now.
Looks like I'm lost at the foot or your cross.
So come on save me.

And all that's left to say,
Is spread throughout this town.
You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.
Then come on, baby.
And it's in your face,
Can read it clearly now.
Looks like I'm lost at the foot or your cross.
So come on save me.

And I think I've come undone.
There Must Be Some Way to Stop Them Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Set It to Blow
  • 2 On Love and Cars
  • 3 Fame
  • 4 Switched On
  • 5 At You Will
  • 6 Ride Out Bitch
  • 7 Broke the Brakes
  • 8 Paint It Red
  • 9 Four Cornered Lives
  • 10 Do It for Sixty
  • 11 Shot in the Back


  • Written by: David Bowie, Carlos Alomar, John Winston Lennon
    Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

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