Alba s touto skladbou:
Clutching At Straws,
I'd be really pleased to meet you if only 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 see. Incommunicado
I'm a Marquee veteran, a multi-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 déja 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-they-now file
A toupée on the cabaret scene
I want to do adverts for American Express cards
And talk shows on prime time TV,
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 déja vu
I just put my faith in destiny it's the way that I choose
Incommunicado
It's the only way
Incommunicado