Could you be a teenage idol Could you be a movie star When l turn on my tv Will you smile and wave at me telling Oparah who you are. So you want to be a rock star With blue eyed bunny’s in your bed Well remember when you’re rich that you sold yourself for this, you’ll be famous cuz you’re dead. Chorus So don’t go higher for desire Put it in your head Baby Hollywood is dead you can find it in yourself. I don’t want to take you dancing When you’re dancing with the world Well You can flash your caviar and your million dollar car I don’t need that kind of girl but you could be that next sensation or will you set the latest style You don’t need a catchy song Cuz the kids will sing along When you shoot it with a smile Chorus So don’t go higher for desire Put it in your head Baby Hollywood is dead you can find it in yourself. So don’t fly higher for your fire Put it in your head Baby Hollywood is dead you can find it in yourself. Keep it on your head Hollywood is dead. Well you can do the mighty tango You can start your little thing You can swing from vine to vine While the kiddies wait in line With the money in their hands But if you get to California Save a piece of gold for me If it’s the only thing you save Then I’ll bet you’ll never wave when I watch you on tv. Chorus So don’t go higher for desire Put it in your head Baby Hollywood is dead you can find it in yourself. So don’t fly higher for your fire Put it in your head Baby Hollywood is dead you can find it in yourself …