Dupes of a Disney, frozen stiff Lost in the Hollywood hills Where dreams as real as Fredericks Are sustained on air by pills Where all the red that's in the world Bleeds into all the blue Where film stars leave their footprints And failed stars join the queue Everywhere's a backdrop To a scripted play A film show of a preview Of life in Laralay Life in Laralay Life in Laralay Life in Laralay In Laralay the custom is For cash to call the tune Usually a cabaret song Sung to a neon moon Down below the fairy lights Twink on in tinsel town Where everyone's in showbiz And snowmen kick the downs The palm tree shaded billboards Advertise the style That makes this fair land what it is A money making smile That dazzles as it razzles The diamonds from your soul Leaving you with nothing Life in Laralay Life in Laralay Life in Laralay Life in Laralay