Jimmy's not a high concept guy

But he's front page news, let me tell you why

He's on the cover of the New York Post

All three networks, coast to coast

All he needed was a hot night in June

'Cos he had the needle and he had the spoon

When he spiked it bit, and man, he flew

Into America's living room

We all love tragedy, it loves us too

It's a marriage made in Hollywood

Between greed and you

All you need to be a star is to die in open view

It's a marriage made in Hollywood

Between greed and you

Between greed and you

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, that makes it fair

But who keeps score when you're in mid-air?

We all love tragedy, it loves us too

It's a marriage made in Hollywood

Between greed and you

All you need to be a star is to die in open view

It's a marriage made in Hollywood

Between greed and you

Between greed and you

Between greed and you

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-run his life and then he died

Well if you jump off a building, brother beware!

'Cos my friend Jimmy woke up mid-air

No time to smile, no time to wave

They buried him in a media grave

We all love tragedy, it loves us too

It's a marriage made in Hollywood

Between greed and you

All you need to be a star is to die in open view

It's a marriage made in Hollywood

Between greed and you

Between greed and you

Between greed and you