| From Madam Wong’s to Starwood
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| To the Whiskey on the strip
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| You can hear the crashing, blasting strum
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| Of bands that come to be real hip
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| And get a record contract
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| From a talent scout someday
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| They’ll sell their ass, their cocks and balls
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| They’ll take the check 'n' walk away
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| If they’re lucky they’ll get famous
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| For a week or two perhaps
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| They’ll buy some ugly clothes to wear
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| And hope the business don’t collapse
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| Before some stupid magazine
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| Decides they’re really good
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| They’re a Tinsel Town Rebellion Band
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| From downtown Hollywood
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| Tinsel Town Rebellion,
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| Tinsel Town Rebellion Band
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| It’s a little bitty Tinsel Town Rebellion
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| A Tinsel Town Rebellion Band
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| They used to play all kinds of stuff
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| And some of it was nice
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| Some of it was musical
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| But then they took some guy’s advice
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| To get a record deal, he said
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| They would have to be more punk
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| Forget their chops and play real dumb
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| Or else they would be sunk
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| So off they go to S.I.R. |
| to learn some stupid riffs
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| And practice all their poses
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| In between their powder sniffs
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| Chop up a line now, snort it up now
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| And when they think they’ve got it
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| They launch a new career
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| Who gives a fuck if what they play
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| Is somewhat insincere
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| Tinsel Town Rebellion,
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| Tinsel Town Rebellion Band
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| A Tinsel Town Rebellion
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| A Tinsel Town Rebellion Band
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| Did you know that in Tinsel Town the people there
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| Think substance is a bore
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| And if your New Wave group looks good
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| They’ll hurry on back for more
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| Of leather groups and plastic groups
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| And groups that look real queer
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| The Tinsel Town aficionados
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| Come to see and not to hear
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| But then again this system works
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| As perfect as a dream
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| It works for all those record company pricks
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| Who come to skim the cream
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| From the cesspools of excitement
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| Where Jim Morrison once stood
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| It’s the Tinsel Town Rebellion
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| From downtown Hollywood |