Paroles: Silverchair. Other. Hollywood.

In the middle of the side of the road
I'm a cynical baby
So your god fell in love with the war
Well he's only your god

I'm the first male lesbian
I feel less being jaded
The gayest straight boy that you'll ever meet
And I meet everyone only not in the flesh

Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home
Easy, hopeless admiration...

We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home
We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole
We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home
We're living in...

In the middle of the side of the road
I'm a cynical baby
So your god fell on love with the war
He never knew why but hell he made a fault

Heads tied to a rolling sculpture
Limp feet proceed to hold me up

We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home
We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole

Now that you've come home