Welcome to Hollywood, girl Wake the fuck up to Hollywood, whore My dance has passed Combine the throb within my head Within the rhythm of my fucking feet Say a novena for all those lost And read the bloodstains on the sheets I've whored myself for less than this And I've prayed to appear too fed As I knelt on my pillow God, I clenched my fucking fists and banged my head Who could ever, who the fuck could ever take the place of me? Now I kiss up to God my fists And I pray to keep my head Though I like your pretty eyes better blackened And my fists all fucking red Through sickness and health I've kissed up to God two years I have focused on the cameos made by the tiger In the valley of the fucking locust Wipe it off your mouth Get up off your knees And make me your god It's sexual debauchery, you fucking cunt You cost what you're worth Followed by a boy like this Re-ignited by all your visits As long as your mouth is shut You'll still be fucking beautiful Pack your shit and leave And take my memories of her with you