Walk of Fame

He bottles up problems

Because nothing's gonna solve them now

(Just kill the sound..)

Then she and all her girlfriends

They go out dressed in purple satin

Choking back the fashions

Hoping shit will happen

Here right now

(make up your mind, stop wasting time)

Will tell... dare you do I?

Fuck that!!!

First he tells you one thing,

Even when his eyes say

"I'm sorry.. (I'm slipping once again)"

I hate to say I told you

I hate to say I told you anything at all...

You never listen anyways

You don't know what I am capable of

Keep this knife by my side, until I die

You don't know what I am capable of

This is how Hollywood kills revolutions

And this is where the shit has to stop

Breeding a counter-culture of traitors and whores

Nurturing their greed because money means more

This city is a disease spreading and sucking life

From almost every pure thing

Cocaine and drinks is how they are raised

And fucking their way to the party from which they came

Just like Mommy and Daddy did.

Aren't they the reason you're a mistake, kid?

I'm alright on my own

With you on the other side of the world

So I guess that you see

As plain as I can be

The initials 'LA' aren't in my vocabulary