Kevin Costner

If you build it they will come
If you die young enough they'll call you a genius
If you get some gigging done
You can live like a king till payday
And the way they look at you
Will change in time
You can relive your teen heyday
With The Maydays
And The Witnesses Of Crime
Take a while but at least you'll get it done
'Cause if you build it they will come

If you keep your sense of shame
They'll come round to your thinking sooner or later
If there's no-one left to blame
Well, you can blame it on the last one
Who took a pass on
That last thing you shopped around
You can try and pull a fast one
Get a grasp on
This new bandwagon you've found
Take a while but at least you'll get it done
And if you build it they will come

Manuscripts and movie scripts
And songs for long-lost lovers
Hide 'em in a drawer with all the others
There's a place waiting for you
In the Hall of Lack of Fame
Built for those who built all their dreams but no-one ever came
No-one ever came
Such a shame

Now you're too old to die young
And they'll soon run out of time to call you a genius
But you can still get gigging done
And then you'll live like a king till payday
But those paydays have a way of slipping by
With the changing of the passwords
And famous last words
Of famous people
Always make you cry
They may be dead but at least they got it done
And if you build it they should come