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Citizen Kane Lyrics
Fat ugly fat man swam
In a red tire made of stone
A painted lady paddled next to him
With two poodles on her lap
Garbo quietly picked a flower
While the chauffeur won his check again
And Barrymore took a noon day nap
And diamond fell like rain
Cisco Kid and a bald headed waitress
Trapped beneath a bed of brass
The French cook served them chocolates
And some cold cuts on the grass
Louilla ripped her zebra pants
In the polo lounge
And Errol Flynn was not let in
Cause he was coming down
Up in Xanadu diamonds fell like rain
Citizen Kane was King, poor Citizen Kane
Valentino suddenly appeared
In his midnight blue tuxedo
Had a falcon on his shoulder
Eating chicken from his hands
And Fatty Arbuckle waddled by
On way to the bath house green
Frankenstein ate the leading lady
And licked the carcass clean
Up in Xanadu diamonds fell like rain
Citizen Kane was King, poor Citizen Kane
In a red tire made of stone
A painted lady paddled next to him
With two poodles on her lap
Garbo quietly picked a flower
While the chauffeur won his check again
And Barrymore took a noon day nap
And diamond fell like rain
Cisco Kid and a bald headed waitress
Trapped beneath a bed of brass
The French cook served them chocolates
And some cold cuts on the grass
Louilla ripped her zebra pants
In the polo lounge
And Errol Flynn was not let in
Cause he was coming down
Citizen Kane was King, poor Citizen Kane
In his midnight blue tuxedo
Had a falcon on his shoulder
Eating chicken from his hands
And Fatty Arbuckle waddled by
On way to the bath house green
Frankenstein ate the leading lady
And licked the carcass clean
Citizen Kane was King, poor Citizen Kane
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This is in the Edie Sedgewick movie Ciao, Manhattan and is rumoured to have been written for it. The scene in which it's played and context of the lyrics seems to add to this rumour. I think it's a reflection on the drug abuse and excess in Hollywood, and how it was a perpetual circle, not something that the hippies and heads of the Byrds era created. It's a great song to boot.