Metallica

Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
But the memory remains

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
And dim the light of an already faded prima donna


Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
But the memory remains


Heavy rings hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time forgets
While the Hollywood sun sets behind your back


And can't the band play on
Just listen, they play my song
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black


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 memories remain
Yeah
To this faded prima donna
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


Dance little tin goddess dance


Nananananana...
Nananananana...
Rararararara...
Rararararara...
(Say yes, at least say hello)
Rararararara...
(Say yes, at least say hello)