Don Henley
From Building the Perfect Beast

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 eats 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 

And someday soon we’re gonna get in that car and get outa 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 bear
What would we do without all these jerks anyway?
Besides, all our friends are here