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Hollywood son
In the early morning light
This star fell down
On Sunset Boulevard
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Young & strong beautiful one
One that we embraced so close
Is gone
Was torn away
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Let the youth of America mourn
Include him in their prayers
Let his image linger on
Repeat it everywhere
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With candles with flowers
He was one of ours
One of ours
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Why don't you let him be?
He's gone
We know
Give his mother & his father peace
Your vulture's candor
Your casual slander
You murder his memory
He's gone
We know
And it's nothing but a tragedy
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Lay beside your name
Lay to rest your rage
Your hunger and amazing grace
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With candles, with flowers
You were one of ours
One of ours
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I saw cameras expose your life
I heard rumors explode with lies
I saw children with tears
Cry and crowd around the sight
Of where you had collapsed that day
Where your last breath & word
Had been sighed
Where your heart had burst
Where you had died
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I saw how they were lost in grieving
All half-believing you were gone
The loss and pain of it
Crime and the shame of it
You were gone
It was such a nightmare raving,
"How could we save him
From himself?"
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