Well it tastes like grenadine
but it goes down like gasoline
It’s not something I’d prescribe
but it’s been keeping millions alive
with a heartwarming ending
that was built from condescending
well it tastes like grenadine
but it goes down like gasoline

And I’ve been choking on the tinsel
I’ve been shot out by the stars
I’ve been wanderin’ Sunset Blvd.
wonderin’ where you are

Now you really shouldn’t ask:
“Who’s the clown behind the mask?”
His mystery’s a machine
turning skin and bones to scenes
that have fallen on the floor
‘cause his foot’s stuck in the door
Now you really shouldn’t ask:
“Who’s the clown behind the mask?”

‘Cause I’ve been choking on the tinsel
I’ve been shot out by the stars
I’ve been wanderin’ Sunset Blvd.
wonderin’ where you are

You may seem so self-aware
but you really just don’t care
productin’ a seduction
of love into destruction
well, I’ll never stop pretendin’
or I’ll give away the ending
I may seem so self-aware
but I really just don’t care

‘Cause I’ve been choking on the tinsel
I’ve been shot out by the stars
I’ve been wanderin’ Sunset Blvd.
wonderin’ where you are

I’ve been cryin’ in the aisle
I’ve been rollin’ in the bars
I’ve been wanderin’ any boulevard
wonderin’ oh where you are

‘Cause it tastes like grenadine
but it goes down like gasoline

© 2004 Imaginary Troubadour Music