They're the Hollywood kids each and every one

With a high class smile and a little baby's tongue

Lonely hard head losers dressed in the tinsel of the times

And learn all the latest lines and the order in which they come

So perfumed sweet and so obscene

Like the fancy dancers of our dirty green

Oh they knew hello and good bye but not what goes in between

Yea and its such a scene on Saturday night



Fifth avenue freaks strait off the racks

They swear you can buy and sell your soul on a good dat outside



They're the Hollywood kids each and everyone

And on Sunday back into their holes they run

And on Monday here I stand alone on this littered stage like an animal who 

forgot he was in a cage

Just a restless soul

Just waiting for 'em to come

They're Hollywood kids each and everyone