album: "Strange Highways" (1993)
Came to the sunset scene to find out
who's inside of me some lies I've never seen
But this one lies on the silver screen
in between real and dream like a scream
Hollywood black I'm caught
in the middle Hollywood black
Same story different eyes here's
where the hero never never dies
Can't you tell that all the wishes
you've made have filled up the well
Hollywood black caught in the middle
Hollywood black yeah
Oh Hollywood black right
in the middle too late to little
Back to the street again or was that
yesterday another yesterday's gone gone
Back in the jungle running with
the animals howling at the sign of the spotlight oh
Those dreams are made of glass
you throw just one stone and then there goes
your last window
Can't you tell that every wish that
you made filled up the well
Hollywood black caught in the middle
Hollywood black
Hollywood black right in the middle
yeah Hollywood black
Hollywood black caught in the middle
too late to little
And only fools come back
'cause Hollywood's black
Hollywood Black
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