Lyrics Chords Of Fame - Speedy Justice

Found him by the stage last night, he was breathing his last breath
Bubbler and a cigarette was all he had left
Yeah, I know he made the music, yeah, he played a mean guitar but
God damns the troubadour who tries to be a star

So play the chords of love, my friend, play the chords of pain
But if you want to keep your song, don't play the chords of fame
Seen my share of hustlers as they try to make the mark
When they find their melody get ignited by the spark

But it all fades so quickly like a sunny summer day
Reporters ask you questions, they change all that you say
Play the chords of love, play the chords of pain
But if you want to keep your song, don't play the chords of fame

I've been around, I've had my share, hell fuck, I can't complain
But I wonder who I left behind on the other side of fame
I've been around, I've had my share, they'll put me up for sale
The more that you find success, the more that you will fail

Play the chords of love, my friend, play the chords of pain
But if you want to keep your song, don't play the chords of fame