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