Denny was working it real hard   Down Sunset Boulevard   Back in 1973   Why would he bother going home   His parents left him on his own   Who knows   Maybe they were out getting stoned      I don't really know   How we survived the glitter years   What did we do it all for   Do you remember the glitter years      We were the lost and lonely ones   We hid in the discotheques all night long   'Til we could see the morning sun   Denny was king...he'd rock the place   Dressed like a working girl from   Outer space   He was dancing like he wanted to dance   His life away      In December of '74 Denny wrecked   His father's car   Driving home that night he was singing      "You better hang on to yourself"