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

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

Give me that thing that I love Give, give, give, give Give me that thing that I love

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

I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me The applause, applause, applause

Give me that thing that I love