Dupes of a Disney, frozen stiff

Lost in the Hollywood hills

Where dreams as real as Fredericks

Are sustained on air by pills

Where all the red that's in the world

Bleeds into all the blue

Where film stars leave their footprints

And failed stars join the queue

Every where's a backdrop

To a scripted play

A film show of a preview

Of life in Laralay

Life in Laralay

Life in Laralay

Life in Laralay

In Laralay the custom is

For cash to call the tune

Usually a cabaret song

Sung to a neon moon

Down below the fairy lights

Twink on in tinsel town

Where everyone's in showbiz

And snowmen kick the downs

The palm tree shaded billboards

Advertise the style

That makes this fair land what it is

A money making smile

That dazzles as it razzles

The diamonds from your soul

Leaving you with nothing

Life in Laralay

Life in Laralay

Life in Laralay

Life in Laralay