Lletres: Crowded House. Woodface. Fame Is.

Fork lightning in your hall
Break the skin when you break the fall
I'll be the one to fix it up

Love children of the new age
Just a hippy with a weekly wage
There's no rebellion, just a chance to be lazy

When fame is in your blood
You follow the science of love
Wave the magic wand, and hang on

Now the rest of us are living in a daze
Keep thinkin' 'bout the choice to be made
Here come the handmaidens of end time

Lost treasure from a primitive race
All your lives written on your face
Can't fill the canyons of your mind

When fame is in your blood
You follow the science of love
Wave the magic wand, and hang on

Now you've changed (now you've changed)
And jumbled the pieces you've changed
(Now you've changed)
You're better before you talked (before you talked)
To a roomful of strangers

Here come the handmaidens of end time

When fame is in your blood
You swallow the science of love
Wave the magic wand
All of your stars will fall
And all of your spells will break
So look out for number one
When fame is in your blood