Fifteen Minutes

(kirsty maccoll) Seven times in seven days I've sat and wished my life away I know the greyness comes and goes But the sun don't shine And the snow don't snow There's suzy-ann with her tits and curls Where mediocrity excels For those vicious boys and their boring girls You know it makes me sick but it's a bozo's world Then there's always the cash Selling yourself for some trash Smiling at people that you cannot stand You're in demand Your fifteen minutes start now City banker looks are in The heartless heart, the chinless chin And you'd spill your beans for just a pint of gin How you got so holy And became so thin In Sunday papers every week The silly words you love to speak The tacky photos and the phoney smiles Well it's a bozo's world and you're a bozo's child Then there's always the cash Selling yourself for some trash Smiling at people that you cannot stand You're in demand Your fifteen minutes start now Then there's always the fame! Autographs now and again People who saw you on blankety blank Or in the bank Your fifteen minutes start now --- Fifteen Minutes - Kirsty MacColl