Pack Your Bags, Hollywood

Ooh, yeah, eh, eh, eh.

Ooh, yeah. Pack your bags, you said it before.

Hollywood's crying but we're keeping the score. You promised to leave,

take your bags and go. But here you are again putting on a show.

You're searching for stars but they're all burned out. Screaming on your screens but we

got no doubt. Trying to escape from the gold rush glow. But no one's

seeing your flicks, it's a tired old show. Oh, "I'm leaving," "No,

you're staying here." Sounds good in the headlines, but it's all insincere.