singer, songwriter, rock 'n' roller
Farewell the castle, farewell the prince,
Farewell the fairest of all;
What have you learned when midnight has turned
To the morning after the ball?
We used to know her when she was nothing,
Tell everybody you meet;
The horses were mice and you wouldn't look twice,
She scrubbed the floors at our feet.
Now she won't give us the time of the day,
We made her all she became;
She's broken our hearts, torn the family apart,
All for fortune and fame.
Cinderella without Cinderella
Isn't much of a tale.
The vain and pretentious craving attention,
It's old, it's sad and it's stale;
And it's over.
Cinderella without Cinderella
Isn't much of a tale.
Give it a year, two years at best,
People will find something new,
All the glass slippers become Jack the Rippers
And you are yesterday's news
And the phone doesn't ring and the mail doesn't bring
Anything but bills that are due;
The past is remote, it flies like a ghost.
Reach out and you reach right through.
Cinderella without Cinderella
Isn't much of a tale.
The vain and pretentious craving attention,
It's old, it's sad and it's stale;
And it's over.
Cinderella without Cinderella
Isn't much of a tale.