All That Jazz Songtext
von Breathe

Hollywood, Hollywood

In the corner of a bar, a fat man sweats with a fistful of dirty dollars
Well, he pushed too far when he tried to bet like Newman in the Hustler
There′s a baby blonde (there's a baby blonde)
With cool blue eyes (with cool blue eyes)
She wants to be Monroe (oh oh oh)
For fame, she longs (for fame she longs)
That shining prize (that shine prize)
To be the star of a movie show

All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz
Keeps them moving on
All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz

By a pinball machine a young man runs his fingers through his hair
On the silver screen he′s seen James Dean fame, he wants to share


There's a chorus girl (there's a chorus girl)
Works night and day (working night and day)
She slaves to learn her trade (oh-oh-oh)
She′d give the world (she′d give the world)
Kneel down and pray (kneel down and pray)
To be the star of a broadway stage

All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz
(Keeps them moving on)
All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz
All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz
(Keeps them moving on)
All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz

They just float around in that Tinseltown
Ride the breeze that may blow to stardom
Famous party nights was my smile alright
Shake those hands that may guide their fortune
There in the game where the strongest will survive
And the weak fall by the wayside
There in the game where the strongest will survive
Yeah, yeah


All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz
(Keeps them moving on)
All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz
All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz
Keeps them moving on
Keeps them moving on
All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz (all that jazz)
Keeps them moving on
Keeps them moving on

All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz
Keeps them moving on
Keeps them moving on
All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz
Keeps them moving on
Keeps