Hollywood Hills Songtext
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Hollywood Hills Songtext
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Another coyote on the Hollywood hill
Can you tell me what is real? Little mademoiselle
Another coyote caught chasing his tail
All y′all drama was built for TV
Ain't no gold beneath the silver screen, hey
Bruce Wayne, so glad to see you, man
Disobey with a gun, run towards some nuns
Towards some young kids with deliberate kittens
Come on, help, then he goes, "Get lost, Mel"
Gibson, what the fuck, you drunk?
Go put a shrimp on a Barbie or something
It′s fucking Batman, go take a leave, Hugh Jackman
You think I fucking wanted this?
Walking around on Sunset Strip
Summer heat in this suit, this is what my life's come to?
I was an actor, now I clown around for chumps like you
I don't want no trouble, I′m a lover, I don′t wanna fight
I know Bruno, Robin, we brothers from other mothers, guy
And the host of The Apprentice, he was your leader
So we're all screwed without a prenup
And I don′t feel like
Another coyote from the Hollywood hill
But can you tell me what is real? Little mademoiselle
Another coyote caught chasing his tail
All y'all drama was built for TV
Ain′t no gold beneath the silver screen, hey
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real? Little mademoiselle
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Another coyote caught chasing his tail
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real?
All y'all drama was built for TV
Ain′t no gold beneath the silver screen, hey
Sunshine, home of the dreamers
Whole city sitting 'round the Costa couch reading
Scripts are being passed around freely
But the most important role to play is self
No one wants to apply within
Intense, they hike under the sign
Is it a sign of the time or to hide the horseshit?
Distract from the misfortunate
Black Rangers, tinted windows, driving around their coffin
La-da-da-da
Another coyote on the Hollywood hill
But can you tell me what is real? Little mademoiselle
Another coyote caught chasing his tail
All y'all drama was built for TV
Ain′t no gold beneath the silver screen, hey
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real? Little mademoiselle
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Another coyote caught chasing his tail
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real?
All y′all drama was built for TV
Ain't no gold beneath the silver screen, hey
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Another coyote on the Hollywood hill
Can you tell me what is real? Little mademoiselle
Another coyote caught chasing his tail
All y′all drama was built for TV
Ain't no gold beneath the silver screen, hey
Bruce Wayne, so glad to see you, man
Disobey with a gun, run towards some nuns
Towards some young kids with deliberate kittens
Come on, help, then he goes, "Get lost, Mel"
Gibson, what the fuck, you drunk?
Go put a shrimp on a Barbie or something
It′s fucking Batman, go take a leave, Hugh Jackman
You think I fucking wanted this?
Walking around on Sunset Strip
Summer heat in this suit, this is what my life's come to?
I was an actor, now I clown around for chumps like you
I don't want no trouble, I′m a lover, I don′t wanna fight
I know Bruno, Robin, we brothers from other mothers, guy
And the host of The Apprentice, he was your leader
So we're all screwed without a prenup
And I don′t feel like
Another coyote from the Hollywood hill
But can you tell me what is real? Little mademoiselle
Another coyote caught chasing his tail
All y'all drama was built for TV
Ain′t no gold beneath the silver screen, hey
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real? Little mademoiselle
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Another coyote caught chasing his tail
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real?
All y'all drama was built for TV
Ain′t no gold beneath the silver screen, hey
Sunshine, home of the dreamers
Whole city sitting 'round the Costa couch reading
Scripts are being passed around freely
But the most important role to play is self
No one wants to apply within
Intense, they hike under the sign
Is it a sign of the time or to hide the horseshit?
Distract from the misfortunate
Black Rangers, tinted windows, driving around their coffin
La-da-da-da
Another coyote on the Hollywood hill
But can you tell me what is real? Little mademoiselle
Another coyote caught chasing his tail
All y'all drama was built for TV
Ain′t no gold beneath the silver screen, hey
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real? Little mademoiselle
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Another coyote caught chasing his tail
Hey, hey, hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real?
All y′all drama was built for TV
Ain't no gold beneath the silver screen, hey
Writer(s): Nelson Timothy, Brendan Scott Grey, Brody Kyle Simpson, Paul Reid, Mark Mcewan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

