The Memory Remains (Live)
Let's show the Symphony how loud you can get, alright?
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane but the (memory remains)
Heavy rings on fingers wave
Another star denies the grave
See the nowhere crowd cry the nowhere tears of honor
Like twisted vines that grow
Hide and swallow mansions whole
Dim the light of an already faded prima donna
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane, but the (memory remains)
Heavy rings hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time forgets
While the Hollywood sun sets behind your back
Can't the band play on?
Hey, just listen, they play my song
Ash to ash, dust to dust, fade to black
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane (insane)
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Dance, little tin goddess
Come on, baby!
Drift away, fade away
Little tin goddess
Ash to ash, dust to dust, fade to black
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane (insane)
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane, but the memory remains
Ash to ash (ash to ash)
Dust to dust (dust to dust)
Fade to black (fade to black)
The memoy remains
Oh yeah, like a faded prima donna
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Mr. Hammett)
Dance, little tin goddess, dance
Come on now!
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane but the (memory remains)
Heavy rings on fingers wave
Another star denies the grave
See the nowhere crowd cry the nowhere tears of honor
Like twisted vines that grow
Hide and swallow mansions whole
Dim the light of an already faded prima donna
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane, but the (memory remains)
Heavy rings hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time forgets
While the Hollywood sun sets behind your back
Can't the band play on?
Hey, just listen, they play my song
Ash to ash, dust to dust, fade to black
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane (insane)
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Dance, little tin goddess
Come on, baby!
Drift away, fade away
Little tin goddess
Ash to ash, dust to dust, fade to black
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane (insane)
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane, but the memory remains
Ash to ash (ash to ash)
Dust to dust (dust to dust)
Fade to black (fade to black)
The memoy remains
Oh yeah, like a faded prima donna
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Mr. Hammett)
Dance, little tin goddess, dance
Come on now!
Credits
Writer(s): Lars Ulrich, James Alan Hetfield
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