Her own murder provides her the immortality and fame she longed for. A Faustian trade that serves as a cautionary tale. Be careful what you wish for.
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james tipper
jim tipper
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Story behind the song
Elizebeth Short came to Hollywood in the 40's to become a star and was found brutally murdered. The case remains unsolved. My take is that she got what she wanted. Fame. Immortality. A Faustian trade that serves as a cautionary tale. Be careful what you wish for.
Lyrics
Massachusetts wave goodbye
Mayflowers hang their heads and cry
The girl from Medford left the flock
Her eyes reflect the silver screen
Flickering with all her dreams
She makes her way around the block
Today is your lucky day
You’re going to get your way
Hollywood has room for you
Beth I know you see it to
Between the names on the boulevard
Ingenues, they come and go
Follow me, we’ll start the show
The hand of fate has pulled your card
Today is your lucky day
You’re going to get your way
CHORUS
Give me your love so sweet
Let me take you from these streets
Your legend, I can arrange, Black Dahlia
Give me a soul so pure
I can make it so you can be sure
They remember your name Black Dahlia
Now at last the work is done
Wait for the morning light to come
They’ve never seen anything like you
Young and haunted eyes that stare
Through the ages you’ll be there
Long after they are through
Today is your lucky day
You’re going to get your way
Repeat CHORUS
Did you really think you would survive?
This town would have eaten you alive
Now you shoot across the sky
If you’ll excuse me Beth, I’ve got other stars to make…
Goodbye