Hollywood Video (MV)

Hollywood
She didn't watch the movie
She just ate the greasy popcorn
And listened to the couples kiss and run in and out of the theater
The price that she pays
To soak her fingers in butter
Drain her strength into the gutter is two odd hours behind bars


But she lives alone
And the familiar scent
Of her apartment, well, it was suffocating
So sitting like a watched pot,
She's sticking out like a sore thumb
Tonight the screen seems very hot and she is not so young


Hollywood, what are you good for?
The terminal


Pop icons are dropping off,
Teen idols collapse on the sidewalk
The breakfast club is underground
And an ambulance is making rounds through Hollywood


You can take a vow of silence
And wake up an appliance
With tubes and needles and antennas
In case you don't feel embarrassed


Hear the smattering of applause
While they're gathering some gauze
They say, whether you've got the cash to burn or not,
A little crash will earn you a spot in the weekly reader


And intention is important
If you want a shot at redemption
But don't tell them you feel nothing
If you want a shot of morphine


Scar tissue is repugnant
But it doesn't turn teenager's stomachs
It just makes you seem a little wiser
They think you just need a broader shoulder to cry on


So the stars fall into the street
As they leave the hospital
With no blood left in their cheeks,
Only junk in their mail


Hollywood, what are you good for?
A funeral