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Another Day, Another DollarI went up to the Hollywood HillsThe sun was shining and the sky was blue I thought this is no place for me You can dream what you like this is not my history This is the place where stars have died This is the place where madmen reside There's a drunk shouting about who must die What the hell do I know about this life Oh get me on the next plane home, London. All is forgiven Two weeks shaking hands with fools Well, what a way to earn a living I went out to see Marilyn's grave Stuck in a wall and they didn't even know her name There's just a stone in the vault of the sky Lay me down below mountains when I die Now get me on the next plane home, London. All is forgiven This place don't shine, never did and It's no place to earn a living When the top dogs send for me I won't cry Though they show me their teeth My ground I stand, I got my plane ticket in my other hand So the next day I flew home No one had noticed I had been gone Tinsel-town you lost your bet but taught me something I won't forget Now I'm home, London I'll never bother with a place who's motto is: Another Day, Another Dollar Another Day, Another Dollar The? lead and the president follows... |