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      Every where'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