Verse 1:
Here's a home of dreams come true,
Of perfect lives,
With worries few.
Here's a home of washed up dreams,
Of vacant lives,
And troubled scenes.
Chorus:
Seek your fame and fortune,
Under picturesque skies,
The streets are paved with gold,
But the rest is laced with lies.
Verse 2:
Here's a place where you can come,
And you will,
Be made a star.
Here's a place where many come,
But few will,
Ever get far.
Verse 3:
Come and see the legends here,
On faded film,
Preserved for you and I.
Come and see the freakshow here,
On voyeur cam,
Laid out and stripped bare.
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