Hollywood Babeism

Down in the alley of
The greatest show you'll know
There's a special place for the broken
Bloated, not pouted lips
They'll give you something to drink about
The actor's in search of an audience
How 'bout a cup of anxiety
As you'll eventually wind up
On the trails of Runyon Canyon
You'll spot the meek of North Hollywood
You'll get it made
They're gonna fade
It's already way past

Running on the western shore
Don't know what I'm waiting for
Running on the western shore
I'm in need of plenty more

Here is the finest line
And it will bug your mind
And the irony has turned out of fashion
The line is set and straight
And it will make you hate
The deal of taking the edge off your stresses
Cute is for puppies and dandelions
What is gnarly for you
An inane little seance
There's not a lot of proper work to be done
Take me to Hollywood Bowl
For a night of wasting time

Running on the western shore
Don't know what I'm waiting for
Running on the western shore
I'm in need of plenty more

I'm lying on
The bathroom floor
And Tinseltown
What I've been waiting for
All my failures brought me here
To get away
Find a day
In my life
Where I'm lesser of a man astray
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Running on the western shore
Don't know what I'm waiting for
Running on the western shore
I'm in need of plenty more
Running on the western shore
Don't know what I'm waiting for
Running on the western shore
I'm in need of plenty more



Credits
Writer(s): Ivan Lubo Ambrosius Andreassen, Nils Bendik Henningsen Kvissel, Fredrik Lerdahl, Ivar Grytten, Bjorn Olaf Vatzlavik
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