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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Performer
Original Broadway Cast Of Sunset Boulevard
Original Broadway Cast Of Sunset Boulevard
Performer
Alan Campbell
Alan Campbell
Vocals
Paul Bogaev
Paul Bogaev
Music Director
Stuart Blumberg
Stuart Blumberg
Trumpet
Alan Johnson
Alan Johnson
Bass Trombone
Marilyn Johnson
Marilyn Johnson
French Horn
Nathan Campbell
Nathan Campbell
French Horn
Heather Lockwood
Heather Lockwood
Woodwinds
David Hill
David Hill
Woodwinds
Larry Hughes
Larry Hughes
Woodwinds
David Stone
David Stone
Bass Guitar
Peter Woodford
Peter Woodford
Guitar
Donald Williams
Donald Williams
Drums
Roger Steinman
Roger Steinman
Keyboards
Steven Cahill
Steven Cahill
Keyboards
Carol Anderson
Carol Anderson
Keyboards
John Wittenberg
John Wittenberg
First Violin
Eun-Mee Ahn
Eun-Mee Ahn
Violin
Jean Hugo
Jean Hugo
Violin
Charles Everett
Charles Everett
Violin
Brenton Banks
Brenton Banks
Violin
Norman Hughes
Norman Hughes
Violin
Karie Prescott
Karie Prescott
Viola
Helaine Wittenberg
Helaine Wittenberg
Viola
Christine Ermacoff
Christine Ermacoff
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer
Amy Powers
Amy Powers
Songwriter
Christopher Hampton
Christopher Hampton
Lyrics
Don Black
Don Black
Lyrics
David Cullen
David Cullen
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Producer
Nigel Wright
Nigel Wright
Producer
Bob Fernandez
Bob Fernandez
Mixing Engineer
Robin Sellars
Robin Sellars
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Sure I came out here to make my name
Wanted my pool, my dose of fame
Wanted my parking space at Warner's
But after a year, a one room hell
A Murphy bed, a rancid smell
Wallpaper peeling at the corners
Sunset Boulevard, twisting boulevard
Secretive and rich, a little scary
Sunset Boulevard, tempting boulevard
Waiting there to swallow the unwary
Dreams are not enough to win a war
Out here they're always keeping score
Beneath the tan the battle rages
Smile a rented smile, fill someone's glass
Kiss someone's wife, kiss someone's ass
We do whatever pays the wages
Sunset Boulevard, headline boulevard
Getting here is only the beginning
Sunset Boulevard, jackpot boulevard
Once you've won you have to go on winning
You think I've sold out?
Dead right I've sold out
I just keep waiting for the right offer
Comfortable quarters, regular rations
24-hour Five Star room service
And if I'm honest, I like the lady
I can't help being touched by her folly
I'm treading water, taking the money
Watching her sun set
Well, I'm a writer
L.A.'s changed a lot over the years
Since those brave gold rush pioneers
Came in their creaky covered wagons
Far as they could go end of the line
Their dreams were yours, their dreams were mine
But in those dreams were hidden dragons
Sunset Boulevard, frenzied boulevard
Swamped with every kind of false emotion
Sunset Boulevard, brutal boulevard
Just like you, we'll wind up in the ocean
She was sinking fast, I threw a rope
Now I have suits and she has hope
It seemed an elegant solution
One day this must end, it isn't real
Still I'll enjoy a hearty meal
Before tomorrow's execution
Sunset Boulevard, ruthless boulevard
Destination for the stony-hearted
Sunset Boulevard, lethal boulevard
Everyone's forgotten how they started
Here on Sunset Boulevard
Written by: Amy Powers, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Christopher Hampton, Don Black
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