Lyrics:
Sitting like a hermit at the top of the stairsReal chart action, pinewood chairsThis ain't HollywoodYou know it never could beYou wish that you were where you were and howWhen you wanted to be where you should've been nowThis ain't Beacon CityYou know it never could beI'd really love to turn you onAnd everybody is broken anywayAnd everybody is chokin' on a Hangman's wageWell that's a sweet success story that you've got thereAs sweet as sugarAnd as light as airThis ain't Bayside CityWell you could've fooled meI'd really love to turn you onI'd really love to turn you onAnd everybody is broken anywayAnd everybody is chokin' on a Hangman's wageFull-time Bayside dandyYour new building built with your new candyThat's a lot of new candyAnd it attracts a lot of crazy peopleI'd really love to turn you onI'd really love to turn you onAnd everybody is broken anywayAnd everybody is chokin' on a Hangman's wageOutro: And every body is chokin'And everybody is broken