Mary C. Brown Lyrics

you know

the hollywood sign

that stands

in the hollywood hills

i don't think

the christ of the andes

ever blessed

so many ills

the hollywood sign

seems to smile

like it's

constantly saying cheese

i doubt if

the statue of liberty

ever welcomed

more refugees



give me your poor

your tired your pimps

you carhops

your cowboys

your midgets

your chimps

give me your freaks

give me your flunkies

your starlets

your whores

give me your junkies



mary cecilia brown

rode to town

on a malibu bus

she climbed to the top

of the hollywood sign

and with the

smallest possible fuss

she jumped off the letter "h"

'cause she did not

become a star

she died in less

than a minute and a half

she looked a bit like

hedy lamarr



sometimes

i have this dream

when the time comes

for me to go

i will hang myself

from the hollywood sign

from the second

or third letter "o"



when mary cecilia jumped

she finally made

the grade

her name was in

the obituary column

of both the

daily trades



i hope

the hollywood sign

cries for the town

it touches

the lady of lourdes

in her grotto

saw fewer cripples

and crutches



give me your poor

your maladjusted

your sick and your beat

your sad

and your busted

give me your has-beens

give me your twisted

your loners

your losers

give me your black-listed



you know

the hollywood sign

witness

to our confusion

a symbol of dreams

turns out to be

a sign of disillusion.