Sell the Hollywood signAll the things that we'll getWe'll still sing our favorite songsSink right into the cementSell the Hollywood signFifty feet from the groundWe'll still steal the souvenirsThrow away, get bored of themWhat are we getting out of this?Watch yourself die on filmCouldn't come up with an endThe actor's head is in his handsThe one that couldn't get a graspSell the Hollywood signSell the whole fucking worldWe won't forget what it's worthStare out on an empty hillWhat are we getting out of this?And I'm sorry to sayThat the things we haveFind their way away from usFrom the sea into the sandWhat are we getting out of this?