They're the Hollywood kids each and every one With a high class smile and a little baby's tongue Lonely hard head losers dressed in the tinsel of the times And learn all the latest lines and the order in which they come So perfumed sweet and so obscene Like the fancy dancers of our dirty green Oh they knew hello and good bye but not what goes in between Yea and its such a scene on Saturday night Fifth avenue freaks strait off the racks They swear you can buy and sell your soul on a good dat outside They're the Hollywood kids each and everyone And on Sunday back into their holes they run And on Monday here I stand alone on this littered stage like an animal who forgot he was in a cage Just a restless soul Just waiting for 'em to come They're Hollywood kids each and everyone