Fortune, Fame, Mirror vain, Gone insane

But the memory remains.

Heavy rings on fingers wave,
another star denies their grave.
See the nowhere crowd cry the nowhere tears of honor.
Like twisted vines that grow, that 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 memory remains
Faded prima donna

Dance little tin goddess dance

at least say hello, say yes
at least say hello.

Metalica