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Fame

by Skellums

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1.
Fame 03:15
Give me fame and pat my back. Give me all the drugs one boy can eat, and champagne on tap. Give me awards that I don't need. "I'm sorry I couldn't make it, so I videotaped my speech." I'll start fights. Drive into pools. I'll take drugs yeah, well bad cool! I'll bed a model who never eats. I will stay awake for weeks. Give me fame. Everybody wants to be a someone. Get out of the overdraft. Name up in lights. Now I know just what Mr Brown was saying. We all wanna be adored. Its everywhere we look. We see it on smart phones and tablet screens. Glossy pages of magazines. Give me fame and pat my back. Give me a room filled with yes men and a caviar bath. Give me friendships based on greed. A lover who'll sell her story to the paparazzi. I'll start fights. Drive into pools. I'll take drugs yeah, well bad cool! I'll bed a model who never eats. I will stay awake for weeks. Give me fame. Nobody wants to be on the Z-List. No followers on Instagram is a fate worse than death when you're famous for being famous. If its life or death who's in the VIP I'd sooner be at home. I'd rather be unknown. We see it on film reels and laptop screens. Fake tan faces of reality TV. Give me fame and pat my back. Give me all the drugs one boy can eat, and champagne on tap. Give me awards that I don't need. "I'm sorry I couldn't make it, so I videotaped my speech." I'll start fights. Drive into pools. I'll take drugs yeah, well bad cool! I'll bed a model who never eats. I will stay awake for weeks. Give me fame.
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Maybe 03:26
"Nothing you ever say will change the world." That's what you're told, from when you're young until you grow old. All these faces I know, they take me to these unfamiliar places that I go. They say "Maybe you'll make it, maybe you won't. Just have a laugh along the way. Give it a go." "Nothing you ever say will change a thing." That's what they say. From the day you're born until you pass away. You'll do it all for your fifteen minutes of fame. Your VIP passes and your over-sized sunglasses. Maybe you'll hate it, maybe you won't. Just have a laugh along the way. Give it a go. Or you can get... A dead-end job. You'll stay for life. Council estate flat, kids and wife. Work at the factory. Carry a knife. With trackie's tucked into your socks, and no sign of a job. You pretend to be a gangster. I cant help thinking that somethings wrong. Its the way I am. I'm just a child trying to be a man. All these people I know they run me round in circles to these places that I go. They say... "Maybe you'll make it, maybe you won't. Just have a laugh along the way. Give it a go." All this came so suddenly. I'm in the line of fire. Wasting my time. I'm bound to be all confused. Doing all this was the best solution. Maybe I'll hate it, maybe I won't. Just have a laugh along the way. Give it a go. Or you can get... A dead-end job. You'll stay for life. Council estate flat, kids and wife. Work at the factory. Carry a knife. With trackie's tucked into your socks, and no sign of a job. You pretend to be a gangster. Maybe you'll make it. Maybe you'll hate it. Maybe you'll make it. Maybe you'll hate it. Maybe I'll make it. Probably wont. Just have a laugh along the way. Give it a go. Or you can go and get a... A dead-end job. You'll stay for life. Council estate flat, kids and wife. Work at the factory. Carry a knife. With trackie's tucked into your socks, and no sign of a job. You pretend to be a gangster.
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credits

released August 2, 2018

Cal Roberts - Vocals/Guitars/Keys/Programming.
Matthew Crichton - Bass.
Karl Crichton - Drums.
Maud Florence - Backing Vocals.
Duncan Evans - Congas.

Produced and mixed by Cal Roberts.

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Skellums Wales, UK

Skellums was formed because there was nothing else left to do.

Underneath all the dirty guitars and drums, there lives a pop song. Skellums believe, that as long as you have a melody, you can get away with all sorts.

Roberts.
Crichton.
Courtney.
Seery.

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