Hollywood

I'm sick of violence
 Sick of money
 Sick of drinking
 Sick of drugs
 Sick of fucking
 Sick of staring at the ads on the bus
 Hollywood makes me wanna puke
 Hollywood makes me want to-
 You got a face that you think
 Will last as long as the sphinx
 But the poster's painted over in a week if it stinks
 So let the people decide
 On a metro ride
 Because everyone's an artist but
 No one has the time, yeah
 Everywhere I go I'm oppressed by these energies
 Like it? Yes I love it
 I hear music in my head
 Was that a gun?
 (He was snapping his gum)
 Are my earbuds on the fritz?
 There's a hiss on the bus
 And it goes round
 Hollywood makes me wanna puke
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 Hollywood makes me wanna puke
 Hollywood
 Hollywood
 Hollywood
 Hollywood
 Faces form faces
 Phrases come in phases
 Take me to your palace
 Make me think I'm famous
 Okay!
 Hop inside (come see my movie)
 Hop inside (come see my movie)
 Hop inside (come see my movie)
 Catch a ride (it's kinda groovy)
 You can't disengage with one single aspect
 Watching from the sidelines
 Supervising lines
 Why don't you take what you can get?
 No disruptions on the set
 You're gonna wind up back home
 Where the fear splits in two like Moses
 Into Mansons and Monroeses
 Logic and hypnosis
 Good and evil, only people
 They don't talk about the
 Twelve-year-olds on pills waking up in beds of big producers
 I can make you famous
 I can make you something
 Don't go back to Oklahoma
 What's in Oklahoma?
 You know this is not for public consumption
 You know nothing
 This is nothing
 That's the slogan
 If you're suffering
 If you're hungry for something
 It's nothing
 Don't you watch the news or read the movies?
 You do? Me too!