Lost Hollywood dreams Up and down Hollywood sunset Up and down Lost angel with an urgent subtle Jaded eyes, and this empty fixation Sweet Hollywood sign, you're my salvation Cokey scenes full of pipe dreams Palm trees and a numb sensation Chasing, uh-huh

You should have never trusted Hollywood. You should have never gone to Hollywood. All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard. All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care. All you maggots smoking fags out

I’ve come undone I think I’ll kill everyone My, what have I done? Fuck it let’s kill everyone Don’t even try to take this weapon from me I like you more and more the lesser you breathe Imma take you all down Imma take you all out I'm sayin' fuck the

Ain't nothing new in my life today If we only had time, only had time for you Ain't nothing true it's all gone away It's just heartbreaking I should have known that it would let me down It's just a mind aching I used to dream about this town It was a

Down in Hollywood Going down in Hollywood You better hope that you don't run out of gas He'll drag you right out of your car and kick your ass They're standing on a corner waiting for a sucker like you Now, if you want to stay healthy just keep a-moving

There's a black flag hangin' over this town, Get down! (get down!) Shut your eyes let darkness lead the fight, say goodnight The rest will watch their future die, It's time to let out the dead, dead come alive, We have the flag for the rest of our life

Young renegade You're just a live grenade Get the fuck down Shots ringing out loud I am the fury of a bomb Agent Orange, tiger print, Vietnam A thousand words in the crest of my palm Just one death sentence written in a fucking song

Hollywood we never goin' down Can't stop, won't stop And all the kids in the hood Come on wave and shake your hands And when you're drunk shake that ass Like you know how to dance Let's dance in the Hood Shake that ass Hollywood Start getting loud I

Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood, baseball Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall Me and Frankie Avalon Old school Hollywood, Baseball Tony Danza cuts in line

I'm sorry but the party's over. Hollywood whore, Passed out on the floor, The talk of the town, Can't take it no more, Is she's going down. Is she's going down, Cocaine nose,