Hover Near Fame

Hover Near Fame

New Amsterdams (The)
(album: Worse For The Wear)

I´ll trust as far as I can spit.
You can read deep into it.
New York nightlife isn´t shit without a storyboard.
I don´t think much impresses me like a drunk celebrity.
You just fall down and fall asleep like the rest (of us).

On your way out, don´t bother picking up your tab.
It´s a stake out.
There´s hanging on with bated breath, you´re just milking this to death.

So sad I have to disappoint, her name is not a selling point.
The drinks are better in this joint where everyone´s a friend.
Not that the nightlife isn´t great and if I seem to be irate,
I don´t have tolerance for fakes:what´s to say.

On your way out, don´t bother picking up your tab.
It´s a stake out.
Your hanging on with bated breath, you´re just milking this to death.

Somewhere the novelty wore thin.
Every city I was in there was an actor soaked in gin with an entourage.
This is my home away from home, get a barstool of your own.
I´ll watch you sinking like a stone:what a sight.

On your way out, don´t bother picking up your tab.
It´s a stake out.
Hanging on with bated breath, your just milking this for:
Access, what little we possess.
Any other pays the cover but it wouldn´t be the same.
Excess, destined to impress.
You can follow every model but you always try to hover near fame.