Fame Into Love Into Death

What is fame but a pocket full of change at the end of a solid rainbow?
Intertwined with beanstalk vines and haunted by alter ego
After betting on that horse that never showed, of course, but was worth a kingdom
By the shooting gallery, a crescent 'round the sun while spinning
She told me two by two, step down and please
Know your lines and don't bump into the trees
And bring it all on home

I'm pretty sure the world is glowing
What is standing ovation?
Echoes through the age to blow
Breeze flows in damnation
But my hair is in a knot
My eyes are all amush and my heels are broken
Someone said they love me so
After the fight, I don't bow, but he ain't flapping
Well, I guess most of the guys can just handle Mona Lisa's smile
Yeah, bring it all on home

Well, the screw turns and the bridges they burn
I don't think I am ever gonna die
But I'll wander 'round the corner
Will he be there? Yes, he'll be there
Yes, he'll be there

'Cause the screw turns and the bridges, they burn
I don't think I am ever gonna die
But I'll wander 'round the corner
Will he be there? Yes, he'll be there
Yes, he'll be there when he needs him

And the wind is blowing
Yes, the screw turns and the bridge is there
I don't think I am ever gonna die
But I wander 'round the corner
Will he be there? Yes, he'll be there
Yes, he'll be there when he needs him
And the wind, it is blowing
And I'm just hanging out