Back in Hollywood today Technicolor turned to gray Altered senses were the primary impulse Drinking whiskey everyday smoking second thoughts away A skipping record was a secondary pulse
And I'm tired but not sleeping Cause there's so much noise and binge drinking But they all came back like we know they would Gotta get your fix down in Hollywood
Near the dancing silhouettes Aaron stole the cigarettes Everybody knew it but no one had the proof And as the sun was coming up in a sea of empty cups White suburban kids were all raising the roof
And I'm tired but not sleeping As we chain smoke cigarettes without thinking But they all came back like we know they would Gotta get your fix down in Hollywood
Gotta love it, its so, so dangerous Gotta love it, its so, so scandalous Gotta love it, its so, so infectious Gotta love it, its so, so dangerous Gotta love it, its so, so serious Gotta love it, you sense the sarcasm