He's a mover, he's a shaker, he's a big money maker
Spit and shine on his Alligator shoes
Doin' what he's doin', headed straight for ruin
And he doesn't even have a clueThe hollow man hadn't asked where it all happens
Got a window on the forty-second floor
Whoever would have thought it turns that all he ever wanted
Ain't the thing he was lookin' forSometimes he wishes that the wish wasn't granted
Wonderin' how he ever got disenchanted
Holdin' on to the good life and he can't stand it
Well, everybody leaves here empty handedA small town beauty queen, livin' on amphetamines
Hangin' in the Hollywood Hills
Got herself famous in the City of the Angel's
With the help of the devil and the pillsAnd daddy was a preacher, even Jesus couldn't reach her
She's a victim of another disease
She's done a lot of purgin' and she's had a lot of surgery
A-searchin' for what she needsSometimes she wishes that the wish wasn't granted
Wonderin' how she ever got disenchanted
Holdin' on to the good life but she can't stand it
Well, everybody leaves here empty handedWell, the cold hard truth is up to youSo if you ever wish that your wish wasn't granted
Wonderin' how you ever got disenchanted
Holdin' on to the good life but you can't stand it
Well, everybody leaves here empty handedEmpty handed, empty handed
Well, everybody leaves here empty handed
Empty handed, empty handed