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 
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 

na-na-na 

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... 
But the memory remains 
Yeah 

Faded prima donna 
Yeah, yeah 

Dance little tin goddess dance