Lyrics John Barrowman

John Barrowman

Hollywood

Could you be a teenage idol?

Could you be a movie star?

When I turn on my TV

Will you smile and wave at me,

Telling Oprah who you are?

So you want to be a rock star,

with blue-eyed bunnies in your bed?

Well, remember when you're rich

That you sold yourself for this,

You'll be famous 'cause you're dead

So don't go higher for desire

Put in in your head,

baby, Hollywood is dead,

you can find it in yourself

I don't want to take you dancin'

when you're dancin' with the world

You can flush your caviar and your million dollar car,

I don't need that kind of girl

But could you be the next sensation?

Or will you set the latest style?

You don't need a catchy song

'cause the kids will sing along

When you sell it with a smile

So don't go higher for desire

Put it in your head,

baby, Hollywood is dead

You can find it in yourself.

Oh, don't fly higher for your fire

Put in your head,

baby, Hollywood is dead, you can find it in yourself.

Hey!

Na na na na na na (

Keep it in your head, Hollywood is dead)

Well, you can do the money tango

You can start your little band

You can swing from vine to vine while the cuties wait in line

with the money in their hands

But if you get to California

Save a piece of gold for me.

And it's the only thing you'll save,

but I'll bet you'll never wave when I watch you on TV.

So don't go higher for desire

Put it in your head,

baby, Hollywood is dead, you can find it in yourself.

So don't fly higher for your fire.

Put it in your head,

baby, Hollywood is dead, you can find it in yourself.

Keep on lovin' what is true

And the world will come to you,

you can find it in yourself

Love what is true

And the world will come to you,

you can find it in yourself

Hey, hey, hey!

Keep it in your head,

Hollywood is dead!

Love what is true,

And the world will come to you!