What happened to the Sands   What happened to the men who stay up so late   Whistling “Sweet Soleil” ‘til it rose up      What happened to the Sands Hotel   What happened to the women who would scream and yell   Pleading “Mama, needs some new clothes!”      Oh, I walked where you once walked   And I never thought I would      There is concrete and dirt   Where it once stood   And where it once stood, you stood      There is concrete and dirt   Where it once stood   And where you once stood, I stand…      OH, such coma causing thought   That caught me off guard for one lost hour      OH, so I shook my head and I grabbed my bag   La-di-da-di-di-di-da      So I ran into a dancer   La-di-da-da-da      She was all glued-on long lashes   And Kandinsky coloured splashes      “Is it the golden, glowing, glimmer…”   La-di-da-da-da      ”...that first brought you here?”