B I need a name, a place in the game A way to sustain my stake in the frame A E B Then Hollywood, you come callin' Oh, fickle fate, will it happen too late? With the morning sun will I be done, or in Hollywood? And she starts bawlin' Chorus: A E I'm talkin' 'bout the weatherman with his golden tan B A Has a master plan, he's talkin' 'bout Hollywood E B Hollywood promises Now, I live in the hills on whiskey and pills And inside my head, I vanquish the dead And Hollywood, she's rewardin' Well I'm riding the wave Yes, and rock n' roll saves And right to the top and down I'll drop And Hollywood, you com crawlin' Chorus: Talkin' 'bout the actor man who needs a chance But he's cleaning vans I'm talkin' 'bout hooker bars and the crazy cars Searching' for the stars I'm talkin' 'bout Hollywood Hollywood promises D A Hollywood promises is it a dream? Hollywood promises, another crazy Hollywood promises is it a dream? Hollywood promises, another crazy E D Star, star, star You're a star, star, star You're a star, star, star E You're a star! Am I inside a trap? Just a star on the map? Am I failin' in my dreams? Torn apart at the seams In Hollywood, and she's callin' Chorus: Talkin' 'bout the screaming' fans holdin' out their hands It's all empty man I'm talkin' 'bout the city fools and the swimming pools Get the crazy blues I'm talkin' 'bout the studio head telling me I'm dead Get out of Babylon, yeah Talkin' 'bout Hollywood Hollywood promises | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E B |