Songwriter: Frank Howson Beeb Birtles

Producer: George Martin

Birtles

Dry your eyes
The drunks are laughing
The gigolos are buying drinks
You wrote a song
No voice can sing it

And no one cares what a loser thinks, whoa no

You've been wronged in every way
You spirit's been badly scarred

You've lived your life too long
On Suicide Boulevard

So watch your step
Night is falling
The runaways are walking home
Your party's dead
And you can't save it
Outlaw love you're on your own (you're on your own)

You've been wronged in every way
Your spirit's been badly scarred

You've lived your life too long
On Suicide Boulevard

You've lived too long
You don't belong
You weren't that strong
So play your cards just right
You'll be a star tonight
And see your name in lights
On Suicide Boulevard...

Dial a prayer
Your answer's waiting
The Angels they are Number One
You've got a reason
To go on living
Final thoughts from a setting son (the only one)

You've been wronged in every way
Your spirit's been badly scarred

You've lived your life too long
On Suicide Boulevard...
On Suicide Boulevard...
Suicide Boulevard...
You decide
Is it gonna be Suicide?

Out there on the Boulevard...

You're out there on the Boulevard...