| Everybody knows my name, everybody wants the fame |
| Everybody wants to see, everybody wants a piece of me |
| Everybody wants the fun, everybody sees the gun |
| Everybody be so kind, still got my piece of mind |
| Everybody knows my name |
| Everybody can you feel my pain |
| I was born a poor boy, left home when I was four |
| Momma never named me so I never was for sure |
| I learned to read enough to know life was not so kind |
| All I own is my guitar and my peace of mind |
| I went out into the world to find my place in life |
| I’m learning more every day surviving really bites |
| They ask me for a line of coke, needles, knives and guns |
| I said to myself I’ve fund home cause this place sounds like fun |
| Everybody knows my name, everybody play the game |
| Everybody wants the fame, everybody knows my name |
| I’ve seen holy rollers, midnight strollers, cops shake with fear I’ve seen high |
| heels clicking, red lipstick, blood, sweat and tears I’ve read about a man who |
| died on a cross for everybody’s sins if you want to make a change you’ve got to |
| put your faith in him I’ve seen the limelight in new your city I’ve seen the |
| rainbow in Hollywood walked the streets of London England the streets of gold |
| look so good |
| I voted for their politicians |
| I’ve seen all the dirty religions |
| I wore their three piece suits |
| But I did not wear their army boots |
| I didn’t fire the guns of war |
| Never knew what we were fighting for |
| Everybody wants the fame |
| Everybody knows my name |