Lletres: Rob Zombie. Death And Destiny Inside The Dream Factory.

Free your mind and feel the passion, baby
Death and sun tan, still in fashion, baby
Hollywood
In Hollywood

Crush your idols, they can afford it, baby
Permanently vile and fascinating
Hollywood
In Hollywood

Break it down
Please stop calling
I'm so sick
I think I'm falling
Break it down
Please stop calling
I'm so sick
I think I'm falling

Inside the mind fucking
Meat grinding
Unwinding
Soul sucking
Factory of all your dreams

Cinema regressing at you, baby
Charge it to production, will ya baby
Hollywood
In Hollywood

Somewhere in a canyon, death is waiting
Hippie freaks and convicts congregating
Hollywood
In Hollywood

Break it down
Please stop calling
I'm so sick
I think I'm falling
Break it down
Please stop calling
I'm so sick
I think I'm falling

Inside the mind fucking
Meat grinding
Unwinding
Soul sucking
Factory of all your dreams

Break it down
Please stop calling
I'm so sick
I think I'm falling
Break it down
Please stop calling
I'm so sick
I think I'm falling

Inside the mind fucking
Meat grinding
Unwinding
Soul sucking
Factory of all your dreams