Hollywood on My Toothpaste

                                  N°10, Nowhere road, I'm on the phone to candy, 

Saying how much I love the Pogues

I'm drowning in your dreams being filmed in Super Eight

I don't know what it means but I know it's too late

I smoke the chalice in Wonderland with Alice, 

Ain't trying to be the baddest, ain't trying to kick no habits, 

Giant white rabbits in tall hats got my back

Ain't nothing strange, life's like that.

I'm in a room full of one-eyed rhinos, albino ones singing

German songs like Hino, but what do I know, I don't know

Anything, I'm just here man waiting for you to let me in. 

I ain't hesitated for a week now,

I'm feeling weak now, feeling like a freak now,

I creep everywhere I go

I keep my eyes closed when I'm crossing the road.



I got Hollywood on my toothpaste, makes my teeth taste

All neon like, kinda like Bowie singing changes

I can't pay the rent I'm no good with strangers

I take the underground to get across town

“Chauffeur” driven jag ok what the hell

Sitting in the back with my speak and spell

You've got me, you're driving me insane, in the middle

Of the night screaming out your name

It was a game to you never a game to me

Now you're waiting to see what I'll do next, but like a reflex

I already know everything you said

Last night was just another test, just another way

For you to mess with my head



So this is obsession, this lesson you're keeping me guessing

So this is obsession