Applause

I stand here waiting for you to bang the gong To crash the critic saying: "Is it right or is it wrong?" If only fame had an IV, baby, could I bear? Being away from you, I've found the vein, put it in here

I live for the applause, applause, applause

I live for the applause-plause Live for the applause-plause Live for the

Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me The applause, applause, applause

Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights on) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Make it real loud) Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights on) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Make it real loud)

Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah Eh

(Make it real loud)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Make it real loud)

Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah Eh

(Make it real loud)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Touch)

I've overheard your theory: "Nostalgia's for geeks!" I guess sir, if you say so, some of us just like to read

One second I'm a Koons, then suddenly the Koons is me Pop culture was in art, now art's in pop culture, in me

I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the applause-plause Live for the applause-plause Live for the

Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me The applause, applause, applause

Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights on) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Make it real loud) Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights on) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Make it real loud)

Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah Eh

(Make it real loud)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Make it real loud)

Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah Eh

(Make it real loud)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Touch)