Album: Sunset Boulevard

The Greatest Star Of All

Max
Once, you won't remember, if you said Hollywood,
Here was the face you'd think of,
Her face on every billboard,
In just a single week she'd get ten thousand letters.
Men would offer fortune for a bloom from her corsage
Or a few strands of her hair.
Today she's half-forgotten,
But it's the pictures that got small
She is the greatest star of all.
Then, you can't imagine,
How fans would sacrifice themselves to touch her shadow.
There was a Maharajah
who hanged himself with one of her discarded stockings.
She's immortal caught inside that flickering light beam
Is the youth which cannot fade.
Madame's a living legend;
I've seen so many idols fall
She is the greatest star of all.
Joe(V.O.)
When he'd gone, I stood looking out the window for a while. There was the ghost of a tennis court with faded marking
And a sagging net.
There was an empty pool where Clara Bow and Fatty Arbuckle Must have swum 10,000 midnights ago.
And then there was something else;
The chimp's last rites, as if she were laying a child to rest.
Was her life really as empty as that?