Let’s go down to the Sunset Grill

Sunset Grill
Don Henley

Let’s go down to the sunset grill
We can watch the working girls go by
Watch the basket people walk around and
Mumble
And stare out at the auburn sky
There’s an old man there from the old world
To him, it’s all the same
Calls all his customers by name
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
You see a lot more meanness in the city
It’s the kind that tears you up inside
Hard to come away with anything that feels
Like dignity
Hard to get home with any pride
These days a man makes you somethin’
And you never see his face
But there is no hiding place
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Respectable little murders pay
They get more respectable every day
Don’t worry girl, I’m gonna stick by you
And someday soon we’re gonna get in that
Car and get outta here
Let’s go down to the sunset grill
Watch the working girls go by
Watch the basket people walk around and
Mumble
And gaze out at the auburn sky
Maybe we’ll leave come springtime
Meanwhile, have another beer
What would we do without these jerks
Anyway?
Besides, all our friends are here
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill

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Until I saw this live in concert, I was always convinced that brass section was a real brass section. I was a bit freaked when I saw it was synthesizers and a computer...

great album, thanks for reminding me - I'm listening to it right now!
:thumbsup: :hi: :headbang:

...which was kind of a thrill for a Milwaukee boy who doesn't get to CA very much. This was in '95 when Joe (I think is his name) still ran the place and the seating was outdoors.

It was EXACTLY like the song. The sky was a kind of brownish-orange and there were a few schizophrenic homeless people and tackily dressed prostitutes walking past every once in a while. Joe was a friendly ol' guy and the thirtyish Russian woman helping him was nice, too. Great atmosphere & the burger I ordered was good, too (though I forgot to ask for 'no ketchup'.) One of my most memorable meals.

(*The* most memorable meal ever was also in LA -- it was a place called "The Mine Shaft" in West Hollywood that I wandered into quite by accident... )

Gives me chills.

Gonna cue it up right now.:)