The Memory Remains
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
But the memory remainsHeavy rings on fingers wave
Another star denies their grave
See the nowhere crowd
Cry the nowhere tears of honorLike twisted vines that grow
That hide and swallow mansions whole
And dim the light of an already
Faded prima donnaFortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
But the memory remainsHeavy rings hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time forgets
While the Hollywood sun sets
Behind your backAnd can't the band play on?
Just listen, they play my song
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to blackFortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Dance little teen goddessNananananana nananada nananananana nanananadana
Nananananana nananada nananananana nanananadanaDrift away
Fade away
Little tin goddessAsh to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to blackFortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
But the memory remainsAsh to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black...
The memory remains
Faded prima donnaDance little tin goddess danceNananananana nananada nanananana nanananadana
Nananananana nananada nanananana nanananadana
Nanana...say yes...nananana nanana...at least say hello...nananana
Nanana...say yes...nananana nanana...at least say hello...nananana
Nana nana
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