Faces in the Crowd

Out on a string, on Hollywood Blvd.
ethnic is chic, it's worn like an iron on
pull up a chair, analysis is in
dream city circus begins

Babe heard the call, she hitched in from Illinois
her prints in cement, a free ride on celluloid
talent is pleasure and pleasure is cheap
working the parlors or walking the streets

Stationed on Vine, Rake hands out electric bills
the fire escape gang, they crowd for the overkill
after the sale, he floats his way home
drops off his accent and shakes out his clothes

Smile when the camera starts rollin', the mirror waits up on the shelf
you'll find the part you're playing is just yourself
sidewalk stars are crying out loud, nobody's listening we're just faces in the crowd

Del lands a catch, the posh of Beverly
A mink and a Jag, a prison of luxury
her leather shop sprees and close circuit flights
X-rated passion on G-rated nights

Marc rates a smash, take five to sign autographs
the network's arranged for love, drinks, and laughs
the macho machine the public enjoys
his heart still belongs to the avenue boys

Smile when the camera starts rollin', the mirror waits up on the shelf
you'll find the part you're playing is just yourself
sidewalk stars are crying out loud, nobody's listening we're just faces in the crowd

The Sunset Express from Highland to Malibu
Your press agent calls ³ look what I've done for you²
the masks that you wear, the games you must play
to make the connection from wax on to waves

After the climb, surprised to get through it all
the lighting in place, still it shakes before curtain call
Famine and feast is such a fine line
you first learn to bleed, then you can shine

Smile when the camera starts rollin', the mirror waits up on the shelf
you'll find the part you're playing is just yourself
sidewalk stars are crying out loud, nobody's listening we're just faces in the crowd