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