Album: Andrew Lloyd Webber Pan Pipes album
Sure, I came out here
To make my name
Wanted my pool, my dose of fame
Wanted my parking space at Warners'
But, after a year
A one-room hell
A murphy bed
A rancid smell
Wallpaper peeling at the corners
Sunset Boulevard
Twisting boulevard
Secretive and rich, a little scary
Sunset Boulevard
Tempting boulevard
Waiting there to swallow the unwary
Dreams are not enough
To win a war
Out here they’re always keeping score
Beneath the tan, the battle rages
Smile a rented smile
Fill someone’s glass
Kiss someone’s wife
Kiss someone’s ass
We do whatever pays the wages
Sunset boulevard
Headline boulevard
Getting here is only the beginning
Sunset boulevard
Jackpot boulevard
Once you’ve won you have to go on winning
You think I’ve sold out?
Dead right I’ve sold out
I just keep waiting
For the right offer:
Comfortable quarters
Regular Rations
24-hour five-star room service
And if I’m honest
I like the lady
I can’t help being
Touched by her folly
I’m treading water
Taking her money
Watching her sunset…
Well, I’m a writer
L.A.'s changed a lot
Over the years
Since those brave gold rush pioneers
Came in their creaky covered wagons
Far as they could go End of the line
Their dreams were yours
Their dreams were mine
But in those dreams
Were hidden dragons
Sunset Boulevard
Frenzied boulevard
Swamped with every kind of false emotion
Sunset Boulevard
Brutal boulevard
Just like you, we’ll wind up in the ocean
She was sinking fast
I threw a rope
Now I have suites
And she has hope
It seemed an elegant solution
One day this must end
It isn’t real
Still I’ll enjoy
A hearty meal
Before tomorrow’s execution
Sunset Boulevard
Ruthless boulevard
Destination for the stony-hearted
Sunset Boulevard
Lethal boulevard
Everyone’s forgotten how they started
Here on Sunset Boulevard!