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 bare,
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 you cheer and scream for me.
The applause, applause, applause.
Give me that thing that I love
(Ill turn turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make em touch
(Make it real loud)
[x2]
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
(Put your hands up, make em touch)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
[x2]
I overheard your theory,
Nostalgias for geeks.
I guess sir, if you say so,
Some of us just like to read.
One second Im a Koons fan,
Suddenly the Kunst is me.
Pop culture was in art now,
Arts 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 you cheer and scream for me.
The applause, applause, applause.
Give me that thing that I love
(Ill turn turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make em touch
(Make it real loud)
[x2]
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
(Put your hands up, make em touch)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
[x2]
Wooh! Touch-touch! Ooh! Touch-touch now! Ooh!
I live for the applause, applause, applause.
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause.
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me.
The applause, applause, applause.
Give me that thing that I love
(Ill turn turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make em touch
(Make it real loud)
[x2]
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
(Put your hands up, make em touch)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud!