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 cheer and scream for
me The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love (Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch (Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love (Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch (Make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E Make it real loud
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 kunst Then suddenly the kunst 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 cheer and scream for
me The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love (Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch (Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love (Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch (Make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E M-Make it real loud
A-R-T-P-O-P