Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
But the
Yeah
Heavy rings on fingers wave
Another star denies the grave
See the nowhere crowd
Cry the nowhere tears of honor
Like twisted vines that grow
Hide and swallow mansions whole
Dim the light
Of an already faded prima donna
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Heavy rings hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time forgets
While the Hollywood sun sets
Behind your back
Can't the band play on
Just listen, they play my song
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black
Yeah
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Dance little tin goddess
Drift away
Fade away
Little tin goddess
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
But the memory remains
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black
The memory remains
Yeah
To the faded prima donna
Yeah, yeah, yeah hey
Mr. Hammett