Hollywood (Monarchy 'Gliese Remix V2') Songtext
von MARINA
Hollywood (Monarchy 'Gliese Remix V2') Songtext
American queen is the American dream.
American queen is the American dream.
She is a Polish girl in America.
Tall, tanned, hot blonde, called Anya.
I asked her "Why would you wanna be a Hollywood wife?"
"Because I don′t wanna end up living in a dive on Vine",
A dive on Vine.
Air hostesses doing gossip magazine
Crosswords on a flight to JFK.
Thirty nine years old,
With a mile high sheen.
Trying to stimulate a mind,
That is slowly starting to decay.
I itch my skin, I jump up and say:
"Lady, I know why your thoughts turn grey."
Hollywood infected your brain,
You wanted kissing in the rain, oh oh.
Living in a movie scene,
Puking American dreams. Oh oh.
I'm obsessed with the mess that′s America. Ooh.
I'm obsessed with the mess that's America.
I fight security making plays for me,
As soon as I touch down in, ol′ L.A.
He said: "Oh my god, you look just like Shakira,
No no, you′re Catherine Zeta, -"
Actually, my name's Marina.
Your mind is just like mine;
All filled up with things benign.
You′re looking for the golden life.
Hollywood infected your brain,
You wanted kissing in the rain, oh oh.
I've been living in a movie scene,
Puking American dreams. Oh oh.
I′m obsessed with the mess that's America. Ooh.
I′m obsessed with the mess that's America.
American dream is the American queen.
American queen is the American dream,
Is the American dream.
Hollywood infected your brain,
You wanted kissing in the rain, oh oh.
I've been living in a movie scene,
Puking American dreams. Oh oh.
Hollywood infected your brain,
You wanted kissing in the rain, oh oh.
I′ve been living in a movie scene,
Puking American dreams. Oh oh.
I′m obsessed with the mess that's America. Ooh ooh.
I′m obsessed with the mess that's America.
American queen is the American dream.
She is a Polish girl in America.
Tall, tanned, hot blonde, called Anya.
I asked her "Why would you wanna be a Hollywood wife?"
"Because I don′t wanna end up living in a dive on Vine",
A dive on Vine.
Air hostesses doing gossip magazine
Crosswords on a flight to JFK.
Thirty nine years old,
With a mile high sheen.
Trying to stimulate a mind,
That is slowly starting to decay.
I itch my skin, I jump up and say:
"Lady, I know why your thoughts turn grey."
Hollywood infected your brain,
You wanted kissing in the rain, oh oh.
Living in a movie scene,
Puking American dreams. Oh oh.
I'm obsessed with the mess that′s America. Ooh.
I'm obsessed with the mess that's America.
I fight security making plays for me,
As soon as I touch down in, ol′ L.A.
He said: "Oh my god, you look just like Shakira,
No no, you′re Catherine Zeta, -"
Actually, my name's Marina.
Your mind is just like mine;
All filled up with things benign.
You′re looking for the golden life.
Hollywood infected your brain,
You wanted kissing in the rain, oh oh.
I've been living in a movie scene,
Puking American dreams. Oh oh.
I′m obsessed with the mess that's America. Ooh.
I′m obsessed with the mess that's America.
American dream is the American queen.
American queen is the American dream,
Is the American dream.
Hollywood infected your brain,
You wanted kissing in the rain, oh oh.
I've been living in a movie scene,
Puking American dreams. Oh oh.
Hollywood infected your brain,
You wanted kissing in the rain, oh oh.
I′ve been living in a movie scene,
Puking American dreams. Oh oh.
I′m obsessed with the mess that's America. Ooh ooh.
I′m obsessed with the mess that's America.
Writer(s): Marina Lambrini Diamandis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com