I'd be really pleased to meet you if I could remember your name
But I got problems of the 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, incommunicado, incommunicado, 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, the Peter Pan, the street credibility
Always taking 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 they now file
A toupet on the cabaret scene
I want to do adverts for American Express cards
Talk shows on prime time TV,
A villa in France, my own cocktail bar
And that's where you're gonna find me
Incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado, 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, incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado, it's the only way
[Incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado]
(Rainbow Room, LA; St. Moritz Club London)
Writer(s): Mark Kelly, Ian Mosley, Steve Rothery, Pete Trewavas, Derek William Dick
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