John Cale, Lou Reed - Starlight lyrics

Starlight open wide
Starlight open up your door
This is New York calling with
Movies on the street movies with real people
What you get is what you see
Starlight open wide andy's Cecil B deMille

Come on LA, give us a call
We got superstars who talk
They'll do anything at all
Ingrid, Viva, Little Joe, Baby Jane
And Eddie S
But you'd better call us soon before
We talk ourselves to death

Starlight open wide everybody is a star
Split screen eight hour movies
We got color, we got sound
Won't you recognize us?
We're everything you hate
And he loves old Hollywood movies
He'll scare you hypocrites to death

You know that shooting up's for real
That person who's screaming
That's the way he really feels
We're all improvising five movies in a week
If Hollywood doesn't call us, we'll be sick

Starlight open wide
Do to movies what you did to art
Can you see beauty in ugliness
Or is it playin' in the dirt?
There are stars out on the New York streets
We wanna capture them on film
But if no one wants to see 'em
We'll make another and another

Starlight let us in that magic room
We've all dreamt of Hollywood
It can't happen too soon
Won't you give us a million dollars
The rent's due
Andy will give you two movies and a paiting
Starlight open wide!