v1 Saturday morning Matinee a lonely child, was my get-away. main attraction for half the pay, a distraction from the pain. pc shoulda kept your dirty mouth shut a lid on that Liberal rage now the world screaming shut the fuck up and be a better actor off stage. ch Goodbye Hollywood your casting couch is gone for good now just kindling, like firewood, so we can burn it all down we'll burn it all down. v2 Moving pictures, sights and sound I dared to wrap my heart around beautiful people brave and strong, were the monsters all along shoulda kept your zipper shut kept a lid on that primal urge, now a mountain of cash and sluts just for remembering words. ch Goodbye Hollywood your casting couch is gone for good now just kindling, like firewood, so we can burn it all down we'll burn it all down. solo (bridge) Broken people with pretty faces conjuring up your scars. stroking egos in secret places to eclipse the passing star. Breaking people with pretty faces adding to their scars. strokin egos in secret places, and falls the newborn star. "..and have the balls to call this "art". ch Goodbye Hollywood your casting couch is gone for good now just kindling, like firewood, so we can burn it all down we'll burn it all down. (short musical refrain) Goodbye Hollywood Goodbye Hollywood Goodbye Hollywood Goodbye hollywood
