Exodus - Burn, Hollywood, Burn

Land of enchantment and fake reality Where they put in vitro breeding machines On the cover of a magazine Trailer trash and human freaks They grab their minute of fame And still the puppets watch And everybody knows the names That's why I say Burn, hollywood, burn When it's dead and gone we'll never miss a thing Burn, hollywood, burn No more rotten to the core little sweet sixteens Burn. hollywood, burn Time's running out on their minute of fame Let's douse the fire by pissing on the flames So young, bitch and famous Hotel heiress, glamour queen The only reason we know your name Is bad night vision pornography From the "real" housewives of botox hills To the cunts of Bel-Aire You can't look away from the cathode ray Why does anybody fucking care Burn, hollywood, burn When it's dead and gone we'll never miss a thing Burn, hollywood, burn No more rotten to the core little sweet sixteens Burn. hollywood, burn Time's running out on their minute of fame Let's douse the fire by pissing on the flames