Hollywood is horrible... it's beyond satire.
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Hollywood
Performed by george clinton
Composed by tracey lewis and dallas austin
San diego freeway northbound around
Culver city westwood into beverly hills
Uve gone hollywood
Im gonna look, I wont touch
Oh its live but then, thanks very much
Where the happening be at 2 night its hollywood
As I stepped out on my front porch
4 miles around I see
Hollywood the way she once was
Hollywood the way she be
As I step back upon my back terrace
Amongst the pretty leaves on my lemon tree
San fernando valley way below
Im struttin 2 the east side of hollywood
Im stompin on the west side of hollywood
Im steppin 2 the north side of hollywood
Im struttin 2 the south side of hollywood
Chorus:
Holly wants 2 go 2 california (livin in hollywood)
Holly would if holly could (livin in hollywood)
Holly she belongs in california (livin in hollywood)
Holly would if holly could (livin in hollywood)
Say u want 2 be in the moviestars
Bourgeois, intercontinental never know where u are
Uve gone hollywood
I was caught out on the beat
Without even a single piece of id
And the man said 2 me its who u know in hollywood
Hollywood
Im funkin on the north side of hollywood
Im kickin on the east side of hollywood
Im steppin 2 the west side of hollywood
Chorus
Holly wants 2 go
San diego freeway northbound around
Culver city westwood into beverly hills
Uve gone hollywood
Im gonna look, I wont touch
Oh its live but then, thanks very much
Where the happening be at 2 night its hollywood
Holly wants 2 go 2 california (california) (livin in hollywood)
Holly would if holly could (livin in hollywood)
Holly needs 2 be in california (livin in hollywood)
And she wants 2 shine (livin in hollywood)
Like the hollywood sign (livin in hollywood)
Oh, sure 7 fine (california) (livin in hollywood)
Hollys going 2 california (livin in hollywood)
Holly would, holly would if holly could (livin in hollywood)
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Hollywood Swinging
Ahh now party people!
Now party people getting down!
Now you've got to put your hands together!
Just
Get on down and get on down and
Get on down!!
Alright!
Hey Hey Hey!
Come on now! Gotta sing it now...
What you got to say?
Oh, what you got to say now?
Hey Hey Hey!
Come On Now! Gotta sing it now...
What you got to say?
Oh what you got to say now?
Hollywood
Hollywood Swingin'
We got that, we got that, we got that
Hollywood Swingin'
Hollywood! (Hollywood now)
Hollywood Swingin'!
Oh! Now I got that swingin' Aheheh!
I remember
Not too long ago
I went to the theatre
And I saw the Kool & The Gang show
I always wanted (oh yes I did)
To fit into a band
I got to, I got to:
Sing my songs, sing my songs, sing my songs
And become a big piano playing man
So here I am, here I am, here I am...
Oh, in this Hollywood city
Yeah.. City of stars, movies, women and cars
Well I guess.. I guess I have to stay! Alright!
Hey Hey Hey! (Come On Sing It!)
What you got to say? What you got to say now yeah?
Hey Hey Hey! (Sing It Now!)
What you got to say? What you got to say now yeah?
Hollywood! (Hollywood Yeah)
Hollywood Swingin'!
Yo swing it like that!
Hollywood! (Hollywood now)
The Hollywood swingin'!
Oh.. Hollywood Hollywood Hollywood Hollywood now!
Hollywood Swingin' Oh a hey yeah!
Hollywood Hollywood Hollywood!
Now Hollywood Hollywood
Now they're all swinging in Hollywood!
Hollywood Swingin'
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Hollywood Liar
Liar, liar, liar, hollywood liar,
Who are you, to crash my party, with your mediocre blues,
Your powder has no power over me,
Dont talk to my friends, the way you talk to the girls from the valley,
Youre just another liar to me,
Hollywood liar,
Hollywood liar,
Hollywood liar,
Hollywood liar,
I can see right through your act, the way you lie to yourself,
About deals you know dont even exist,
Dropping all those names the way you think the game should be played,
Youre just another liar to me,
Hollywood liar,
Hollywood liar,
Hollywood liar,
Hollywood liar,
(say) too mon to mon toul le jomey le very tey,
Too par too par, cullear, reason,
Unfortunately youre my neighbour,
But certainly not for long,
Huh, Im the writer of this,
Im the printer of that,
What you gonna do next?
How you gonna top that?
Distributor of this,
Editor of that,
What you gonna do next?
How you gonna top that?
How you gonna top that?
How you gonna top that?
(? )
Hollywood liar,
Hollywood liar,
Hollywood liar,
Hollywood,
Hollywood,
Hollywood,
Hollywood liar,
Kiss me?
(? )
Hollywood liar,
Hollywood liar,
I dont buy it baby!
You just get out of my party!
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Like A Virgin / Hollywood Medley (feat. Christina Aguilera, Britney Spears & Missy Elliott) (2003: M
Britney Spears:
I made it through the wilderness. Somehow I
Made it through. Didn't know how lost I was
Until I found you. I was beat incomplete.
I've been had. I was sad and blue, but you
Made me feel, yeah, you made me feel shiny
And new. Oh, oh.
Christina Aguilera:
Like a virgin, ooooh, touched for the very
First time, oh. Like a virgin when your
Heart beats next to mine, oh oh oooh yeah.
Christina Aguilera and Britney Spears:
Oooooh. Oooooh. Oooooh.
Madonna:
Everybody comes to Hollywood. They wanna
Make it in the neighborhood. They like the
Smell of it in Hollywood. How could it hurt
You when it looks so good?
Madonna:
Everybody comes to Hollywood. They wanna
Make it in the neighborhood. They like the
Smell of it in Hollywood. How could it hurt
You when it looks so good?
Madonna, Christina Aguilera, and Britney Spears:
Shine your light now. This time it's got to
Be good. You'll get it right now, yeah, 'cause
You're in Hollywood. You're in Hollywood.
Madonna:
Everybody comes to Hollywood. They wanna
Make it in the neighborhood. They like the
Smell of it in Hollywood. How could it hurt
You when it looks so good?
Missy Elliott:
Yo! Yo! Yo! Who that be? Missy Elliott, M.I.C.
I works it and I works it. Can I flip my thing
And reverse it? Come on! Go! Go 'head. Go! Go
'Head! I works it and I works it. Can I flip
My thing and reverse it? Come on! Go! Go 'head!
Go! Go 'head. Party people, we'll show you how
To work that. Where you at, Madonna?
Madonna:
Trip the station! Change the channel!
Madonna:
Hollywood. Hollywood. How could it hurt you
When it looks so good? Hollywood. Hollywoood.
How could it hurt you when it looks so good?
Madonna, Christina Aguilera, Britney Spears, and Missy Elliott:
Hollywood. Hollywood. How could it hurt you
When it looks so good? Hollywood. Hollywoood.
How could it hurt you when it looks so good?
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Down In Hollywood
(t. drummond/r. cooder)
(c#7)
Well, did you hear the good news ?
Theres gonna be some bad blues
Somebody said theyre playing all night long
So go and fill your brown bag and put on all your clean rags
Lets go downtown and see whats going on
You take me down the vine street
Stop when you hear the back beat
And Ill sneak past the bounccer at the door
Now I know that he aint looking
Not when the band is cooking
Because hes watching the ladies dancing on the floor
Going down in hollywood
You better hope that you dont run out of gas
Down in hollywood
Hell drag you right out of your car and kick your ass
Down in hollywood
Theyre standing on a corner waiting for a sucker like you
Down in hollywood
Now, if you want to stay healthy just keep a-moving right on through
Be careful, dont look back, keep moving, keep moving
Well, the scotch has started flowing
And some girls she is showing everything shes got
Folks, its a sight!
Some men will give a weeks pay if she would just dance down their way and say
Baby, Im gonna take you home with me tonight
Outside the streets is shaking and I hear the windows breaking
Some poor fools gonna land in jail tonight
Well, all those hookers trying to pull your coat and the pimps reach out to cut your throat
Aint no way out of here without a fight
(whats that fool saying ? )
Going down in hollywood
You better hope that you dont run out of gas
Down in hollywood
Hell drag you right out of your car and kick your ass
Down in hollywood
Theyre standing on a corner waiting for a sucker like you
Down in hollywood
Now, if you want to stay healthy just keep a-moving right on through
Be careful, dont look back, keep moving, keep moving
Voice of gay male: hi. you know that youre going to get arrested the way that those pants fir around your thighs. oh, come back honey! dont leave now.
Voice of pimp: hey, bud. come here, let me talk to you for a second. give me that
[sounds of fists, a robbery]
Cops coming
Voice of policeman (ry): 869 victor. [radio code] jesus, this guys a mess
Voice of other cop: well, hes just drunk. come on, pick him up, put him in the car and take him downtown
Well, his mama told him not to go
Little sister told him too
But the poor boy just didnt listen
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Someone Keeps Moving My Chair
Mr. horrible
Mr. horrible
Telephone call for mr. horrible
But before he can talk to the ugliness men
Theres some horrible business left
For him to attend to
Something unpleasant has spilled on his brain
As he sponges it off they say
Is this horrible?
Is this horrible?
Its the ugliness men, mr. horrible
Were just trying to bug you
We thought that our dreadfulness
Might be a thing to annoy you with
But mr. horrible says, I dont mind
The thing that bothers me is
Someone keeps moving my chair
Would you mind if we balance this glass of milk
Where your visiting friend accidentally was killed?
Would it be okay with you if we wrote a reminder
Of things well forget to do today otherwise,
Using a green magic marker, if its alright
On the back of your head?
Mr. horrible
Mr. horrible
Were not done with you yet mr. horrible
You have to try on these pants so the ugliness men
Can decide if theyre just as embarrassing as we think
We have to be sure about this
But mr. horrible says, I dont mind
The thing that bothers me is
Someone keeps moving my chair
Someone keeps moving my chair
Mr. horrible says, I dont mind
The thing that bothers me is
Someone keeps moving my chair
song performed by They Might Be Giants
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The Authors: A Satire
Bright Arts, abus'd, like Gems, receive their Flaws;
Physick has Quacks, and Quirks obscure the Laws.
Fables to shade Historic Truths combine,
And the dark Sophist dims the Text Divine.
The Art of Reasoning in Religion's Cause,
By Superstition's Taint a Blindness draws.
The Art of Thinking Free (Man's noblest Aim!)
Turns, in Half-thinking Souls, his equal Shame.
Colours, ill-mingled, coarse, and lifeless grow!
Violins squeak, when Scrapers work the Bow!
Distortion deadens Action's temper'd Fire!
Belab'ring Poetasters thrum the Lyre!
Gesture shuns Strut, and Elocution, Cant!
Passion lies murder'd by unmeaning Rant!
Wit we debase, if Ribaldry we praise,
And Satire fades, when Slander wears the Bays.
YOU, to whose Scrolls a just Neglect is shewn,
Whose Names, tho' printed oft, remain unknown;
I war not with the Weak, if wanting Fame,
The Proud, and Prosp'rous Trifler is my Game.
With usual Wit, unfelt while you assail,
Remark unanswer'd, and unheeded Rail!
Or heeded, know I can your Censure prize,
For a Fool's Praise is Censure from the Wise;
If then my Labour your kind Malice draws,
Censure from you is from the Wise Applause.
YOU, who delineate strong our Lust of Fame,
These mimic Lays your kind Protection claim!
My Frown, like your's, would to Improvement tend,
You but assume the Foe, to act the Friend.
Pleasing, yet wounding, you our Faults rehearse,
Strong are your Thoughts! Inchanting rolls your Verse!
Deep, clear, and sounding! decent, yet sincere;
In Praise impartial, without Spleen severe.
'HOLD, Criticks cry-Erroneous are your Lays,
'Your Field was Satire, your Pursuit is Praise.'
True, you Profound!-I praise, but yet I sneer;
You're dark to Beauties, if to Errors clear!
Know my Lampoon's in Panegyric seen,
For just Applause turns Satire on your Spleen.
SHALL Ignorance and Insult claim my Rage?
Then with the World a gen'ral War I wage!
No-to some Follies Satire scorns to bend,
And Worth (or press'd, or prosp'rous) I commend.
FIRST, let me view what noxious Nonsense reigns,
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Hollywood
All night long
Hollywood
All night long
Youre saddle sore
And on the grind
Just pushed you a little bit more
Dont mind if I do
Its hollywood
Hot damn - hands in a jam
Never say cant
cause you know you can
In hollywood
Dont be mesmerized
What goes on here
Aint no surprise
As long as youll be cool
In hollywood
Oh, wee set the pace
Fill your nose
Despite your face
Theyll make you babylon
In hollywood
Now you see it
Now you dont
Someones gonna take it away
Now you see it
Now you wont
Every dog has its day
Oh wee I got the cools
A brand new car
And the family jewels
And they wont stop me now
In hollywood
Oh wee boogedy shoe
Got myself a new hairdo
Im makin it somehow
In hollywood
Now you see it
Now you dont
Someones gonna take it away
Now you see it
Now you wont
Every dog has its day
All night long
Hollywood
All night long
Hollywood
In time theyll build you up
And then theyll bring you down
Hollywood
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Hollywood
Written by christine mcvie and eddy quintela.
The bright lights of the city
Are starting to wear me down
And when I need you
You just cant be found
Loud days, endless nights
Are starting to make me crazy
And now youre gone
Theres nothing left for me
(hollywood)
I dont care for sunny weather
(aint that good)
I like the change of seasons better
(knock on wood)
I love the feel of rain upon my face
(for hollywood)
(hollywood)
No and I dont care if the snow comes down
(aint that good)
Kick the falling leaves around
(knock on wood)
Got to move to some other kind of town
(for hollywood)
Wonderful to know you
Great to know you cared
As I look back
At the crazy things weve shared
I was dazzled by the moonlight
Blinded by neon nights
And as I look back
It never could be right
(hollywood)
I dont care for sunny weather
(aint that good)
I like the change of seasons better
(knock on wood)
I love the feel of rain upon my face
(for hollywood)
(hollywood)
No and I dont care if the snow comes down
(aint that good)
Kick the falling leaves around
(knock on wood)
Got to move to some other kind of town
(for hollywood)
Well I was dazzled by the moonlight
Blinded by neon nights
And now I see
It never could be right
(hollywood)
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Hollywood (Some Other Kind Of Town)
The bright lights of the city
Are starting to wear me down
And when I need you
You just can't be found
Loud days, endless nights
Are starting to make me crazy
And now you're gone
There's nothing left for me
(hollywood)
I don't care for sunny weather
(ain't that good)
I like the change of seasons better
(knock on wood)
I love the feel of rain upon my face
(for hollywood)
(hollywood)
No and I don't care if the snow comes down
(ain't that good)
Kick the falling leaves around
(knock on wood)
Got to move to some other kind of town
(for hollywood)
Wonderful to know you
Great to know you cared
As I look back
At the crazy things we've shared
I was dazzled by the moonlight
Blinded by neon nights
And as I look back
It never could be right
(hollywood)
I don't care for sunny weather
(ain't that good)
I like the change of seasons better
(knock on wood)
I love the feel of rain upon my face
(for hollywood)
(hollywood)
No and I don't care if the snow comes down
(ain't that good)
Kick the falling leaves around
(knock on wood)
Got to move to some other kind of town
(for hollywood)
Well I was dazzled by the moonlight
Blinded by neon nights
And now I see
It never could be right
(hollywood)
I don't care for sunny weather
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An Epistle To William Hogarth
Amongst the sons of men how few are known
Who dare be just to merit not their own!
Superior virtue and superior sense,
To knaves and fools, will always give offence;
Nay, men of real worth can scarcely bear,
So nice is jealousy, a rival there.
Be wicked as thou wilt; do all that's base;
Proclaim thyself the monster of thy race:
Let vice and folly thy black soul divide;
Be proud with meanness, and be mean with pride.
Deaf to the voice of Faith and Honour, fall
From side to side, yet be of none at all:
Spurn all those charities, those sacred ties,
Which Nature, in her bounty, good as wise,
To work our safety, and ensure her plan,
Contrived to bind and rivet man to man:
Lift against Virtue, Power's oppressive rod;
Betray thy country, and deny thy God;
And, in one general comprehensive line,
To group, which volumes scarcely could define,
Whate'er of sin and dulness can be said,
Join to a Fox's heart a Dashwood's head;
Yet may'st thou pass unnoticed in the throng,
And, free from envy, safely sneak along:
The rigid saint, by whom no mercy's shown
To saints whose lives are better than his own,
Shall spare thy crimes; and Wit, who never once
Forgave a brother, shall forgive a dunce.
But should thy soul, form'd in some luckless hour,
Vile interest scorn, nor madly grasp at power;
Should love of fame, in every noble mind
A brave disease, with love of virtue join'd,
Spur thee to deeds of pith, where courage, tried
In Reason's court, is amply justified:
Or, fond of knowledge, and averse to strife,
Shouldst thou prefer the calmer walk of life;
Shouldst thou, by pale and sickly study led,
Pursue coy Science to the fountain-head;
Virtue thy guide, and public good thy end,
Should every thought to our improvement tend,
To curb the passions, to enlarge the mind,
Purge the sick Weal, and humanise mankind;
Rage in her eye, and malice in her breast,
Redoubled Horror grining on her crest,
Fiercer each snake, and sharper every dart,
Quick from her cell shall maddening Envy start.
Then shalt thou find, but find, alas! too late,
How vain is worth! how short is glory's date!
Then shalt thou find, whilst friends with foes conspire,
To give more proof than virtue would desire,
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The Farewell
_P_. Farewell to Europe, and at once farewell
To all the follies which in Europe dwell;
To Eastern India now, a richer clime,
Richer, alas! in everything but rhyme,
The Muses steer their course; and, fond of change,
At large, in other worlds, desire to range;
Resolved, at least, since they the fool must play,
To do it in a different place, and way.
_F_. What whim is this, what error of the brain,
What madness worse than in the dog-star's reign?
Why into foreign countries would you roam,
Are there not knaves and fools enough at home?
If satire be thy object--and thy lays
As yet have shown no talents fit for praise--
If satire be thy object, search all round,
Nor to thy purpose can one spot be found
Like England, where, to rampant vigour grown,
Vice chokes up every virtue; where, self-sown,
The seeds of folly shoot forth rank and bold,
And every seed brings forth a hundredfold.
_P_. No more of this--though Truth, (the more our shame,
The more our guilt) though Truth perhaps may claim,
And justify her part in this, yet here,
For the first time, e'en Truth offends my ear;
Declaim from morn to night, from night to morn,
Take up the theme anew, when day's new-born,
I hear, and hate--be England what she will,
With all her faults, she is my country still.
_F_. Thy country! and what then? Is that mere word
Against the voice of Reason to be heard?
Are prejudices, deep imbibed in youth,
To counteract, and make thee hate the truth?
'Tis sure the symptom of a narrow soul
To draw its grand attachment from the whole,
And take up with a part; men, not confined
Within such paltry limits, men design'd
Their nature to exalt, where'er they go,
Wherever waves can roll, and winds can blow,
Where'er the blessed sun, placed in the sky
To watch this subject world, can dart his eye,
Are still the same, and, prejudice outgrown,
Consider every country as their own;
At one grand view they take in Nature's plan,
Not more at home in England than Japan.
_P_. My good, grave Sir of Theory, whose wit,
Grasping at shadows, ne'er caught substance yet,
'Tis mighty easy o'er a glass of wine
On vain refinements vainly to refine,
To laugh at poverty in plenty's reign,
To boast of apathy when out of pain,
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Hollywood Ending
Did you want it this way
Breaking us down a little at a time
Is it easier now that Im not around
Is it time to draw the line
Well, we dont have to pretend
That its a hollywood ending
Leave it to me
To act like a fool begging you to come back
When I had you I had everything
And now all I have is this photograph
Theres nothing here to defend
Its not a hollywood ending
You dont have to go
No, you dont have to go
You couldve been the star of
My show anytime
No, you dont have to go the trouble with you
The trouble with me
We aint meant to be
Well, we dont have to pretend
That its a hollywood ending
Another hollywood ending
Its not as bad as it seems
A hollywood ending
Its hard to give up your dreams
Another hollywood ending
All that glitters will fade
A hollywood ending
Just like the promise you made
Another hollywood ending
Did you want it this way
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Hollywood Is High
hollywood is high
hollywood is high hollywood
is high hollywood is
high hollywood is
high sunset's
low all the wood is
dry no place to
go hollywood is
high sunset's
low cars
all pass by with no place
to go and i don't wanna
have fun fun always lets me
down and i don't wanna stay
young and always be just hangin
round sir where do they sell this
magazine calculation to
excite and sir you can tell
it's not obscene penetration in black and
white and i don't wanna
look lookin always let me
down and all the paths he
forsook only
left him hangin round L.A. from
the valley to the shore it's OK but i
don't want nothing from you anymore hollywood is
high sunset's
low do not ask
why thomas guide says
so i wanna
fun fun it always
lets me down and i don't wanna
stay young and be just be hangin
round hollywood is
high
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The Author
Accursed the man, whom Fate ordains, in spite,
And cruel parents teach, to read and write!
What need of letters? wherefore should we spell?
Why write our names? A mark will do as well.
Much are the precious hours of youth misspent,
In climbing Learning's rugged, steep ascent;
When to the top the bold adventurer's got,
He reigns, vain monarch, o'er a barren spot;
Whilst in the vale of Ignorance below,
Folly and Vice to rank luxuriance grow;
Honours and wealth pour in on every side,
And proud Preferment rolls her golden tide.
O'er crabbed authors life's gay prime to waste,
To cramp wild genius in the chains of taste,
To bear the slavish drudgery of schools,
And tamely stoop to every pedant's rules;
For seven long years debarr'd of liberal ease,
To plod in college trammels to degrees;
Beneath the weight of solemn toys to groan,
Sleep over books, and leave mankind unknown;
To praise each senior blockhead's threadbare tale,
And laugh till reason blush, and spirits fail;
Manhood with vile submission to disgrace,
And cap the fool, whose merit is his place,
Vice-Chancellors, whose knowledge is but small,
And Chancellors, who nothing know at all:
Ill-brook'd the generous spirit in those days
When learning was the certain road to praise,
When nobles, with a love of science bless'd,
Approved in others what themselves possess'd.
But now, when Dulness rears aloft her throne,
When lordly vassals her wide empire own;
When Wit, seduced by Envy, starts aside,
And basely leagues with Ignorance and Pride;
What, now, should tempt us, by false hopes misled,
Learning's unfashionable paths to tread;
To bear those labours which our fathers bore,
That crown withheld, which they in triumph wore?
When with much pains this boasted learning's got,
'Tis an affront to those who have it not:
In some it causes hate, in others fear,
Instructs our foes to rail, our friends to sneer.
With prudent haste the worldly-minded fool
Forgets the little which he learn'd at school:
The elder brother, to vast fortunes born,
Looks on all science with an eye of scorn;
Dependent brethren the same features wear,
And younger sons are stupid as the heir.
In senates, at the bar, in church and state,
Genius is vile, and learning out of date.
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Hollywood Movie Girls
(g. heideman)
Today I went out on a movie call
I saw a million nervous faces
I knew them all
Hollywood movie girls
Were all wearing our one good interview dress
The one showin our legs
Aah, were lookin our best
Now, who will be chosen for the screen test?
Its your guess
Hollywood movie girls
And each and every potential star
Drives home in the night in her economy car
Whoever thought home would be a one-room flat?
Well, as simple as that
Hollywood movie girls
Each morning up early to call on the phone
Agents, producers, oh, theyre never at home
Like door-to-door salesmen, we are selling ourselves
Ooh, nothing else
Hollywood movie girls
And each and every potential star
Drives home in the night in her economy car
Whoever thought home would be a one-room flat?
Well, as simple as that
Hollywood movie girls
And just about bedtime each one of us asks
Tell me, when will I make it to the big-time at last?
Oh, small parts youre offered
Aah, but those too shall pass
Nothing lasts
Hollywood movie girls
Yeah, and each and every potential star
Drives home in the night in her economy car
Whoever thought home would be a one-room flat?
Well, as simple as that
Hollywood movie girls
Oh, star light, star bright, wont you wish on me tonight?
Wish I may, wish I might
Shine your light for me
song performed by Dusty Springfield
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Celluloid Heroes
Everybodys a dreamer and everybodys a star,
And everybodys in movies, it doesnt matter who you are.
There are stars in every city,
In every house and on every street,
And if you walk down hollywood boulevard
Their names are written in concrete!
Dont step on greta garbo as you walk down the boulevard,
She looks so weak and fragile thats why she tried to be so hard
But they turned her into a princess
And they sat her on a throne,
But she turned her back on stardom,
Because she wanted to be alone.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Rudolph valentino, looks very much alive,
And he looks up ladies dresses as they sadly pass him by.
Avoid stepping on bela lugosi
cos hes liable to turn and bite,
But stand close by bette davis
Because hers was such a lonely life.
If you covered him with garbage,
George sanders would still have style,
And if you stamped on mickey rooney
He would still turn round and smile,
But please dont tread on dearest marilyn
cos shes not very tough,
She should have been made of iron or steel,
But she was only made of flesh and blood.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of.
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Everybodys a dreamer and everybodys a star
And everybodys in show biz, it doesnt matter who you are.
And those who are successful,
Be always on your guard,
Success walks hand in hand with failure
Along hollywood boulevard.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.
You can see all the stars as you walk along hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Oh celluloid heroes never feel any pain
Oh celluloid heroes never really die.
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song performed by Kinks
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The Ghost - Book IV
Coxcombs, who vainly make pretence
To something of exalted sense
'Bove other men, and, gravely wise,
Affect those pleasures to despise,
Which, merely to the eye confined,
Bring no improvement to the mind,
Rail at all pomp; they would not go
For millions to a puppet-show,
Nor can forgive the mighty crime
Of countenancing pantomime;
No, not at Covent Garden, where,
Without a head for play or player,
Or, could a head be found most fit,
Without one player to second it,
They must, obeying Folly's call,
Thrive by mere show, or not at all
With these grave fops, who, (bless their brains!)
Most cruel to themselves, take pains
For wretchedness, and would be thought
Much wiser than a wise man ought,
For his own happiness, to be;
Who what they hear, and what they see,
And what they smell, and taste, and feel,
Distrust, till Reason sets her seal,
And, by long trains of consequences
Insured, gives sanction to the senses;
Who would not (Heaven forbid it!) waste
One hour in what the world calls Taste,
Nor fondly deign to laugh or cry,
Unless they know some reason why;
With these grave fops, whose system seems
To give up certainty for dreams,
The eye of man is understood
As for no other purpose good
Than as a door, through which, of course,
Their passage crowding, objects force,
A downright usher, to admit
New-comers to the court of Wit:
(Good Gravity! forbear thy spleen;
When I say Wit, I Wisdom mean)
Where (such the practice of the court,
Which legal precedents support)
Not one idea is allow'd
To pass unquestion'd in the crowd,
But ere it can obtain the grace
Of holding in the brain a place,
Before the chief in congregation
Must stand a strict examination.
Not such as those, who physic twirl,
Full fraught with death, from every curl;
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poem by Charles Churchill
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English Bards and Scotch Reviewers: A Satire
'I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew!
Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers'~Shakespeare
'Such shameless bards we have; and yet 'tis true,
There are as mad, abandon'd critics too,'~Pope.
Still must I hear? -- shall hoarse Fitzgerald bawl
His creaking couplets in a tavern hall,
And I not sing, lest, haply, Scotch reviews
Should dub me scribbler, and denounce my muse?
Prepare for rhyme -- I'll publish, right or wrong:
Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
O nature's noblest gift -- my grey goose-quill!
Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will,
Torn from thy parent bird to form a pen,
That mighty instrument of little men!
The pen! foredoom'd to aid the mental throes
Of brains that labour, big with verse or prose,
Though nymphs forsake, and critics may deride,
The lover's solace, and the author's pride.
What wits, what poets dost thou daily raise!
How frequent is thy use, how small thy praise!
Condemn'd at length to be forgotten quite,
With all the pages which 'twas thine to write.
But thou, at least, mine own especial pen!
Once laid aside, but now assumed again,
Our task complete, like Hamet's shall be free;
Though spurn'd by others, yet beloved by me:
Then let us soar today, no common theme,
No eastern vision, no distemper'd dream
Inspires -- our path, though full of thorns, is plain;
Smooth be the verse, and easy be the strain.
When Vice triumphant holds her sov'reign sway,
Obey'd by all who nought beside obey;
When Folly, frequent harbinger of crime,
Bedecks her cap with bells of every clime;
When knaves and fools combined o'er all prevail,
And weigh their justice in a golden scale;
E'en then the boldest start from public sneers,
Afraid of shame, unknown to other fears,
More darkly sin, by satire kept in awe,
And shrink from ridicule, though not from law.
Such is the force of wit! but not belong
To me the arrows of satiric song;
The royal vices of our age demand
A keener weapon, and a mightier hand.
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Hollywood Nights
Words and music by bob seger
She stood there bright as the sun on that california coast
He was a midwestern boy on his own
She looked at him with those soft eyes,
So innocent and blue
He knew right then he was too far from home he was too far from home
She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach
They watched the waves tumble over the sand
They drove for miles and miles
Up those twisting turning roads
Higher and higher and higher they climbed
And those hollywood nights
In those hollywood hills
She was looking so right
In her diamonds and frills
All those big city nights
In those high rolling hills
Above all the lights
She had all of the skills
Hed headed west cause he felt that a change
Would do him good
See some old friends, good for the soul
She had been born with a face that would her
Get her way
He saw that face and he lost all control
He had lost all control
Night after night, day after day, it went on and on
Then came that morning he woke up alone
He spent all night staring down at the lights of la
Wondering if he could ever go home
And those hollywood nights
In those hollywood hills
It was looking so right
It was giving him chills
In those big city nights
In those high rolling hills
Above all the lights
With a passion that kills
In those hollywood nights
In those hollywood hills
She was looking so right
In her diamonds and frills
All those big city nights
In those high rolling hills
Above all the lights
She had all of the skills
song performed by Bob Seger
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