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The only type of my songs getting on here

  1. Jun 11, 2004 #1
    are either going to be political or about news... Well, this one is about the paparazi. I think that the press gets too personal with people, and they never give them their privacy. These are people too, they deserve their privacy. Must we be reminded of Princess Diana's tragedy to see this? Well... yes, yes we do. So here's my song, that has a Princess Diana-esque moment.

    Lost In HollyWood

    When she was a girl
    she prayed to her god
    she wanted to be
    a movie star
    during the day
    she practiced so hard
    but in the nights she
    didn't see the clouds

    she always dreamt
    of the fame it would bring
    the treasure in the night
    she always thought
    her problems would leave
    not that they would just start

    now it was her turn
    the auditioning time
    she prayed and then
    she went on stage
    she gave it her all
    she blew them away
    it was her best
    performance yet

    she got a call
    they wanted her back
    she's in a movie now
    she fell to the floor
    began to cry, but she
    didn't know what this fame would bring

    they started the car
    went out on the street
    she was off to her
    film debut
    she was wearing a dress
    that sparkled in gold
    to impress her fans
    some more

    then they opened the door
    stepped out of the car
    the carpet was all her's now
    she thanked her god
    what had gotten her there
    then she walked past the star-lit crowd

    months after her film
    she had done two more
    she was the new
    HollyWood Queen
    they all loved her now
    forgot all about
    that old girl Marilyn Monroe

    the press always came
    for an interview with a name
    everyone would recognize
    but she didn't see
    what the harm would be
    until years on down the road

    the press wouldn't stop
    followed her in the car
    they wouldn't leave her alone
    at all
    she remembered a time
    when there was a boy
    who just wanted to give
    her a home

    Now she knows
    what could have been
    if she had just opened her eyes
    but now it's too late
    that time is far gone
    she's lost in HollyWood

    then one day it rained
    she was chased in her car
    the press just never
    would stop
    the road was too slick
    they went off the road
    there were no movies

    Now they see
    the clouds at night
    lying motionless on the ground
    now they know
    they've gone too far
    she was lost in HollyWood

    now they know
    they go too far
    she was lost in HollyWood
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  3. Jun 17, 2004 #2
    WHat co-incidence! My friend sent me this Jackson Browne song 'bout war and stuff and this seems the perfect thred to display it. :approve:

  4. Jun 17, 2004 #3


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    I like U2's Sunday, Bloody Sunday from the album War. The context is different (I'm not Irish), but the lyrics seem to apply to any general conflict.


    I can’t believe the news today
    Oh, I can’t close my eyes and make it go away
    How long...
    How long must we sing this song?
    How long? how long...

    ’cause tonight...we can be as one

    Broken bottles under children’s feet
    Bodies strewn across the dead end street
    But I won’t heed the battle call
    It puts my back up
    Puts my back up against the wall

    Sunday, bloody sunday
    Sunday, bloody sunday
    Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday bloody sunday...)
    (allright lets go!)

    And the battle’s just begun
    There’s many lost, but tell me who has won
    The trench is dug within our hearts
    And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart

    Sunday, bloody sunday
    Sunday, bloody sunday

    How long...
    How long must we sing this song?
    How long? how long...

    ’cause tonight...we can be as one

    Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)
    Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)
    (come get some!)

    Wipe the tears from your eyes
    Wipe your tears away
    Wipe your tears away
    I wipe your tears away
    (sunday, bloody sunday)
    I wipe your blood shot eyes
    (sunday, bloody sunday)

    Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)
    Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)
    (here I come!)

    And it’s true we are immune
    When fact is fiction and tv reality
    And today the millions cry
    We eat and drink while tomorrow they die

    The real battle yet begun (sunday, bloody sunday)
    To claim the victory jesus won (sunday, bloody sunday)

    Sunday bloody sunday
    Sunday bloody sunday...
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