Letra de The Dust of Long-Dead Stars
Pouring slowly out of the owl bar Side the Beverly Hotel Stumble over to the rendezvous We'll have another cocktail thereNurse another cheap old-fashioned The floor is streaked with dreams and beer Cursing that old sin ambition There is certainly none of that in hereCertainly none of that in here The dust of long dead stars That is who we areThe dust of long dead stars That is who we are Silly rings formed on the counterLost among the boomerangs The existential biker waitress wisdom Betty page without the bangs Like two moths lost and tatteredOnly looking for the light Went searching for enlightenment But ended up in here tonight Ended up in here tonightThe dust of long dead stars That is who we are The dust of long dead stars That is who we are The dust of long dead stars That is who we are The dust of long dead stars That is who we are