Tekst:
Forgotten Rebels This Ain T Hollywood

York This ain't Hollywood you know it's only L.A. This ain't Hollywood you know It's Montreal This ain't Hollywood It ain't no good at all Friends and

twice The girl I was lookin' for all along I can't tell her every thing in this song I'll always be true to her There ain't nothing I won't do for her

Watchin' the Urge playin' rock and roll I met her hangin' out in the back row there's a party at Sharky's do you wanna go We were rockin' with Brucie

see your picture on the t.v. screen I don't care who will be king or who will be the queen I won't stop and stare I'm far away but not there I don't care

them from afar As they hide In their own little world. Pick up a guitar on a day when It's starting to rain Ain't got no more songs of lay only more

Waikiki. Freakin' at the sunset now they're hap-happy. Met Eric Zipper, introduced him to me. Now I'm surfin' on heroin. I'm so fucked up I can't remember