G C
Jimmy's not a high concept guy
G Em
But he's front page news, let me tell you why
D/F# G C
He's on the cover of the New York Post
G D
Every network, coast to coast
G C
All he needed was a hot night in June
G Em
'Cause he had the needle and he had the spoon
D/F# G C
When he spiked it bit, and man, he flew
G D
Into America's living room
D
We all love tragedy, and it loves us too
D
It's a marriage made in Hollywood between greed and you
G
All you need to be a star is to die in open view, It's a marriage made in Hollywood
G C D
Between greed and you
G C G
Between greed and you
Loved by women, admired by men
He walked down broadway with his best friend
His brain was wired like a light in a socket
With his old friend in his back pocket
That horse could kick, that horse could scream
Ride you out of here into a different scene
Unrequited love, and that makes it fair
But who keeps score when you're in mid-air?
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Like a free-fall chute that didn't open
He looked down to see his dream was broken
He stared back up at a hot grey sky
Re-ran his life and then he died
Well if you jump off a building, brother beware!
'Cause my friend Jimmy woke up mid-air
No time to smile, no time to wave
They buried him in a media grave
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