No
No golden mile
Or flashing cameras the ritzy style
Just
Just scrap book smiles
There's no need to hurry when all she has is time
She she she she's going home
Between the pagodas and always alone
Down on sunset boulevard
You'd sell your soul before your car is paid for
The only laughing sound you hear
From blind men cause they hold no fear of darkness
With every flashing theatre light
A startled welcome through the night is glowing
But every mother's son is dead
They choked upon the daily bread they prayed for
Friends
Friends pass on by
She gives a performance they call it a lie
Only
Only late at night
She still sees the traces of the city lights
Sun
Sun
Sun
Sunset boulevard
The devil can take her she's been there before
By the broken ballistrade
An idol from another age is swaying
Softly singing gershwin songs
But every other note is wrong and straining
And once again her glass is dry
The bedroom mirror cannot lie forever
For down on sunset boulevard
They've lived too long and laughed too hard to love her
The telephone is ringing
But there's no reply
A gramophone is singing
Sweetly out of time
And in the hall screaming for the final scene
Passing through their eyes peering for the view
With her name in lights
The lady's news
And in her sleep they call her
Loving every smile
Lining every street to see her
Starry eyed and wild
Again she wakes screaming for the final scene
Passing through their eyes peering for the view
With her name in lights the lady's news
