Hollywood Hills

[Intro: Indoor Fins]
Hey hey hey, Hollywood
Hey hey hey, Hollywood
Hey hey hey, Hollywood
Hey hey hey, Hollywood

[Chorus 1: Drapht]
Another coyote on the Hollywood Hill
Can you tell me what is real, little Mademoiselle?
Another coyote caught chasing its tail
All your drama was built for TV
Ain't no gold beneath the silver screen (Hey)

[Verse 1: Drapht]
Bruce Wayne, so glad to see you, man
Just saw a dude with a gun run towards some nuns, towards some young kids with
A litter of kittens, come on, help, then he goes, “Get lost, Mel
Gibson, what the fuck, you drunk? Go put a shrimp on the barbie or something
It's tough being Batman, go take a leap Hugh Jackman
You think I fuckin' wanted this? Walkin' around on Sunset Strip?
Summer heat in this suit, this is what my life’s come to?
I was an actor, now I clown around chumps like you”
I don't want no trouble; I'm a lover; I don't wanna fight
I know you know Robin, we brother's from other mothers, guy
And the host of The Apprentice, he was your leader
So we're all screwed without a prenup, and I don’t feel like

[Chorus 2: Drapht, Indoor Fins]
Fighting coyote from the Hollywood Hills
But can you tell me what is real, little Mademoiselle?
Da-da-da-da
Another coyote caught chasing its tail
All your drama was built for TV
Ain't no gold beneath the silver screen (Hey)
Hey hey hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real, little Mademoiselle?
Hey hey hey, Hollywood
Another coyote caught chasing its tail
Hey hey hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real, man?
All your drama was built for TV
Ain't no gold beneath the silver screen (Hey)

[Verse 2: Drapht]
Sunshine, home of the dreamers
Whole city sittin' round a castin' couch readin'
Scripts are bein' passed around freely
But the most important role to play: yourself, no one wants to apply within
In tens, they hike under the sign
Is it a sign of the time or to hide the horse shit?
Distract from the misfortunate
Black Range’s, tinted windows, drivin' around their coffins
(Look, up in the sky, it's a bird; it's a plane) Da-da-da-da

[Chorus 3: Drapht, Indoor Fins]
It's just a-
Nother coyote on the Hollywood Hills
But can you tell me what is real, little Mademoiselle?
Da-da-da-da
Another coyote caught chasing its tail
All your drama was built for TV
Ain't no gold beneath the silver screen (Hey)
Hey hey hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real, little Mademoiselle?
Hey hey hey, Hollywood
'Nother coyote caught chasing its tail
Hey hey hey, Hollywood
Can you tell me what is real, man?
All your drama was built for TV
Ain't no gold beneath the silver screen (Hey)