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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Performer
Kevin Anderson
Kevin Anderson
Vocals
David Cullen
David Cullen
Performer
Alisa Endsley
Alisa Endsley
Vocals
Anita Louise Combe
Anita Louise Combe
Vocals
Carol Duffy
Carol Duffy
Vocals
David White
David White
Conductor
Dawn Spence
Dawn Spence
Vocals
Gerard Casey
Gerard Casey
Vocals
Harry Ditson
Harry Ditson
Vocals
Liz Greenaway
Liz Greenaway
Vocals
Peter Gale
Peter Gale
Vocals
Richard Tate
Richard Tate
Vocals
Steve Devereux
Steve Devereux
Vocals
Trevor Nunn
Trevor Nunn
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer
Amy Powers
Amy Powers
Songwriter
Christopher Hampton
Christopher Hampton
Songwriter
Don Black
Don Black
Songwriter
David Cullen
David Cullen
Orchestrator
David Caddick
David Caddick
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Producer
Nigel Wright
Nigel Wright
Producer
Robin Sellars
Robin Sellars
Engineer
Rupert Coulson
Rupert Coulson
Assistant Engineer
Strange Andy
Strange Andy
Assistant Engineer

Songtexte

Sure I came out here to make my name Wanted my pool, my dose of fame Wanted my parking space at Warner's But after a year, a one room hell A Murphy bed, a rancid smell Wallpaper peeling at the corners Sunset Boulevard, twisting boulevard Secretive and rich, a little scary Sunset Boulevard, tempting boulevard Waiting there to swallow the unwary Dreams are not enough to win a war Out here they're always keeping score Beneath the tan the battle rages Smile a rented smile, fill someone's glass Kiss someone's wife, kiss someone's ass We do whatever pays the wages Sunset Boulevard, headline boulevard Getting here is only the beginning Sunset Boulevard, jackpot boulevard Once you've won you have to go on winning You think I've sold out? Dead right I've sold out I just keep waiting for the right offer Comfortable quarters, regular rations 24-hour Five Star room service And if I'm honest, I like the lady I can't help being touched by her folly I'm treading water, taking her money Watching her sun set Well, I'm a writer L.A.'s changed a lot over the years Since those brave gold rush pioneers Came in their creaky covered wagons Far as they could go end of the line Their dreams were yours, their dreams were mine But in those dreams were hidden dragons Sunset Boulevard, frenzied boulevard Swamped with every kind of false emotion Sunset Boulevard, brutal boulevard Just like you, we'll wind up in the ocean She was sinking fast, I threw a rope Now I have suits and she has hope It seemed an elegant solution One day this must end, it isn't real Still I'll enjoy a hearty meal Before tomorrow's execution Sunset Boulevard, ruthless boulevard Destination for the stony-hearted Sunset Boulevard, lethal boulevard Everyone's forgotten how they started Here on Sunset Boulevard
Writer(s): Amy Powers, Christopher James Hampton, Andrew Lloyd-webber, Donald Black Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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