Time slipped baby while I was shoegazing On Hollywood Boulevard Yeah I get lucky, I find free parking Up on Wilcox where I don’t pay a thing Snap, crackle, pop, I don’t pay a thing
What I need’s a way out of here I need to go to the west side I wanna see some stars!
Time slipped baby while I was sling hash Offa Hollywood Boulevard Tonight I get lucky, yeah I find a tip Awaiting me at the end of the bar Right before my eyes, a Map to the Stars!
What I need’s a way out of here I’m gonna go to the west side I’m gonna see some stars
What I need’s a way out of here I need a reader of maps I need a gazetteer
Time slipped baby, it’s toil and trouble Off Hollywood Boulevard Outer space creatures Manic street preachers Go-go dancers, a circus of freeks Snap, crackle, pop. I don’t say a thing