Lyrics Penthouse 8 - William Bolton

Penthouse 8

There’s violence.
Many of cilvillians passed
But the American dream seems close
The search can turn desperate
Woah woah woah
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Dawg it’s way too late
Took the elevator up, up to penthouse eight
I’ve been gone, gone, gone in a darker place
And my favorite drugs keeping me awake
That’s just day to day
Time to break the bank
Seven thousand ones on a silver plate (Woah)
I’m flying in girls in from outer space (Woah)
And all these friends faker than stripper’s names
At the penthouse eight
At the —
Hey, hey
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Woah, woah
Small town in the land of the free
Moved to Cali 'cause she chasing her dream (Hey)
I can tell, I can tell that she wanna be famous (Hey)
She wanna be famous, oh no no
Shoes and cars and magazines
Shooting stars and Maybelline
Who you are is everything
Yeah, yeah
She wanna be famous, yeah
She wanna be famous, oh no no
She wanna be loved (Loved)
She’s gonna be hated
Lost in the club (Club)
Always getting faded
She wanna be famous (Famous)
She’s so shameless (Shameless)
Ooo-woah, woah
I can’t even say I blame her
Deep down we are all the same
We all wanna be famous
We all wanna be famous