Almost Famous

I’d love to try fame on for size,

check it’s not something I’d end up wanting to despise.

Happy to start on the bottom rung,

so, I get to see first-hand, how fame gets done.

 

I’ve been close, I’ve been almost famous,

I once shared a New York cab with Billy Ray Cyrus.*

I know vaguely the muse for Adele,

you know the one she obsessed over that didn’t go so well.

 

I shook the hand of Dylan Carson,

he who handed Kurt Cobain his suicidal weapon.

And I spent hours with Woody Harrelson,

drinking in the coffee and the plays of Henrik Ibsen.

 

So, I’ve been almost a celebrity,

I did after all win a water fight, with Davy of The Monkees.

I need a chance, I need a break,

if the fame ladder calls, I’m sure I’ve got what it takes.