Silverchair "Hollywood" |
In the middle of the side of the road I'm a cynical baby So your god fell in love with the war Well he's only your God I'm the first male lesbian I feel less being jaded The gayest straight boy that you'll ever meet And I meet everyone only not in the flesh Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in In the middle of the side of the road I'm a cynical baby So your god fell in love with the war He never knew why but hell, he made a fault Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in Head's tied to a rolling sculpture Limp feet proceed to hold me Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in We're living in We're living in We're living in We're living in, we're living in Now that you've come home Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |