Hush now, get undressed.
It's not like a camera is evidence that we were ever here, no.
Not at all. And I'm sure that no one would want to see that anyway.
Hush now, do the breathing.
Keep the screaming to minimum, we'd hate for that baby to hear, oh.
And imagine. Just imagine what the people at the church would say.

Hush now, quit that fighting.
This knife is insintive, but I'd never bring it to your throat, oh.
And if I slip, I will run away down some drain somewhere faster than your blood.
Hush now, stop that gavel,
The jurors say yes, but I've got pleanty of influence that says no, no.
And if you skip it, some green in your pocket should keep our consciences good.

Good morning Hollywood.
The land of the stars and forsaken American dreams.
Good morning Armageddon.
How many more explosions until I finally make the scene?

Hush now, just imagine.
You're creating a Frankenstein more spledid than they know, so.
Bring that knife and the bottles of poison in 'cause now it's time to be beautiful.
Hush now, no one needs know,
Not my girlfriend or wife or my mistress have to hear a thing, no.
Just keep going. We'll pretend like this red carpet's actually not quite so full.

Hush now, it means nothing.
I'm still telling the people that the children have no food, oh!
What a horror. What a terror, I wish that my millions in cash could do something.
Hush now, it's just normal.
We're looked up to by thousands and being the worst we can be, so.
Let's go out now. And if it comes to it we'll ignore what this lifestyle will bring.

Good morning Hollywood.
The land of the stars and forsaken American dreams.
Good morning Armageddon.
How many more exposions until I finally make the scene?

It's just pills, it's just scandals, it's just a tremendous shame.
Oh, it's just idols.
It's just just murder, adultery, and don't you think that it's all the same?

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