Lyrics:

Track 7 of _Clutching At Straws_ ---

I'd be really pleased to meet you if I could remember your name
But I got problems with my memory ever since I got a winner in the fame
game
I'm a citizen of Legoland travellin Incommunicado
and I don't give a damn for the Fleet Street afficionados

But I don't want to be the backpage interview
I don't want launderette anonymity
I want my handprints in the concrete on Sunset Boulevard
a dummy in Tussauds you'll se Incommunicado

I'm a Marquee veteran, a muti-media bonafide celebrity
I've got an allergy to Perrier, daylight and responsibility
I'm a rootin-tootin cowboy a Peter Pan with street credibility
always making the point with the dawn patrol fraternity

Sometimes it seems like I've been here before
when I hear opportunity kicking in my door
call it synchronicity call it Deja Vu
I just put my faith in destiny- it's the way that I choose

But I don't want to be a tin can tied to the bumper of a
wedding limousine, or currently residing in the where are the now file
a oupee on the cabaret scene
I want to do adverts for American Express cards
and talk shows on prime time t.v., a villa in France
my own cocktail bar and that's where you're gonna find me
incommunicado

Sometimes it seems like I've been here before
When I hear opportunity kicking in my door
Call it synchronicity call it deja vu
I just put my faith in destiny it's the way that I choose- incommunicado

(Rainbow Room, LA; St. Moritz Club London) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK