All Tomorrow's Parties

As a New Year's gift to the two or three people on the planet who would appreciate the effort, I have personally transcribed the real, correct, as per the released album, lyrics to Sunset Strip by Courtney Love. There are a lot of incorrect versions out there, based on previous incarnations of the song (not to mention the ones that were just done badly, which I think is sacrilegious at best), so I sat with it second by second. With the exception of one mumbled line, I think I got it right. I can start my new year in peace. If I were considerate, I'd figure out how to include the song in mp3 for your audio enjoyment, but for now you just get the words. Sitting here on top of the hill I’ve got everything I ever need in this world Tonight I’ll get it right Just one time Cruising down the Sunset Strip there is nothing that’s not, that’s not within my grip oh tonight I can fly I can fly Look at me for the very last time I’ve climbed so high I’ve got no place left to climb I’m too good for tomorrow Rock star, pop star, everybody dies All tomorrow’s parties they have happened tonight and I know that it won’t be tomorrow Sitting on the Hollywood sign watching the girls get off the bus watching the popcorn in their eyes and they leave with broken hearts they’re useless valentines I came here from the dirty dark street there was no one there to protect me to make the nightmares go away It has to sparkle It has to shine Look at me for the very last time See if you find any life in my eyes I won’t beg I won’t wait, not for sorrow Rock star, pop star, everybody dies All tomorrow’s parties they have happened tonight and I know that I won’t see tomorrow Turn off the porn please Drowning in it for days Bad food, bad sex, bad TV, Internet Take all these stupid pills away Crashing down the boulevard I’m coming down so fast I’m coming down so hard The doctor said, “I can’t stop all the voices in your head” Look at me for the very last time I’m drowning here I’m drowning at the speed of light and I know no tomorrow Rock star, pop star, how do you stay alive? All tomorrow’s parties they have happened tonight And I know that it won’t be tomorrow Climbing on the mountain to this dirty little town it was easy going up it’s so hard to come down you can walk away and we ain’t running to tomorrow Yeah yesterday’s girl or tomorrow’s hot teen were you jerking off to her or were you jerking off to me I’m gonna rust away till the wheels fall off and a girl like me should never get what she wants Driving, driving, driving through the middle of town No one knows me all the way through Hollywood Hills and I know we’ll be late for tomorrow You were made for me Baby I was made for you Keys to the Bel Air, the Chateau too it’s not punk it’s not cool it’s not even boring You rock & roll bitches always get what you want It’s a real life They tried to steal my soul I’ve got pills when I’m fat I’ve got pills when I’m old Your little shit-coated world, it is rotten to the core I didn’t know you were born without a soul I’ve got pills when I’m blonde I’ve got pills when I’m dead I’ve got pills that make me forget what I said They are not delusions they’re the voices in my head Look in my eyes oh baby tell me we are dead Sitting on the Hollywood sign watching the love go down watching the love in my eyes Tonight I got it right just one time Cruising down the Sunset Strip there’s nothing that’s not, that’s not within my grip He said, “Tonight baby you fly, No you can fly…”