back in Hollywood today Technicolor turned to gray
altered senses were the primary impulse
drinking whiskey every day smoking second thoughts away
a skipping record was a secondary pulse
and I'm tired but I'm not sleeping
cause there's so much noise and binge drinking
but they all came back like we knew they would
gotta get your fix down in Hollywood
near the dancing silhouettes Aaron stole some cigarettes
everybody knew but no one had the proof
and as the sun was coming up in a sea of empty cups
white suburban kids were all raising the roof
and I'm tired but I'm not sleeping
as we chain smoke cigarettes without thinking
and they all came back like we knew they would
gotta get your fix down in Hollywood
gotta love it it's so dangerous
it's so scandalous it's so infectious
it's so dangerous it's so serious
you sense this sarcasm?