Wood from the 70s King, Mitchell and Springsteen No room to sip our coffee So we'll sit on Love Street Cat on the windowsill A cottage on the hill They sang down Mulholland Drive Long before my time Someday I'll make it up the canyon Overlooking Hollywood and Franklin Drinking champagne Can't feel anything Up there I'd feel the same You did it all for fame Thought you'd won the game Got lost in the city lights Now no one's by your side Someday I'll make it up the canyon When the sky is clear You'll see the ocean Too much champagne Still feeling nothing Up there you're still the same Drinking champagne Can't feel anything I'll always feel the same