The good time sounds are heard all day
But the nighttimes coming, you're on your own
Looking for a place, someone to share with

Waiting in queues to hear the blues
To find a way from the emptiness
To be found inside of those who try
To climb to the image of the TV good guy

Stranger, I know you, we learned to walk together
Lovers, wondering where we really are
I'd like to show you, images of sister, brother
Standing off from one another but not very far

Down, down in Hollywood town
The lost and found come to find their way
Walking outside, feelings they hide
Putting their pride through well known places

Stepping on cars and shining on cars
Passing by their heads are high
But their hearts are low down, dragging as they go
Reaching out to those other faces

Down, down in Hollywood town
The good time sounds are heard all day
But the nighttimes coming, you're on your own
Looking for a place, someone to share with

Waiting in queues to hear the blues
To find a way from the emptiness
To be found inside of those who try
To climb to the image of the TV good guy

Down, down in Hollywood town
The lost and found come to find their way
Walking outside, feelings they hide
Putting their pride through well known places

Stepping on cars and shining on cars
Passing by their heads are high
But their hearts are low down, dragging as they go
Reaching out to those other faces