You talk about Hollywood, city of sin What have you seen? Where have you been? You tell me you're lost, addicted to drugs Why don't you stop pretending Start sweating some blood? There's a world out there you know nothing about And bullshit television doesn't count Why don't you pack a bag, get some cash Get a bus to L.A.? You're telling me you wanna be a rock star You wanna be a movie star You say you want to party hard Want to die in a fast car You want to be a big star You want to be a superstar Yeah, yeah, yeah Get a haircut, pay through the nose Get a fake Rolex, be sure that it shows Go down to Jet Rag, steal some threads Be careful 'bout drugs and who's in your bed 'Cause it would suck to die before your prime Like Brandon Lee or the guy in Sublime There's a city on earth that can set you free Better get to L.A. before it falls in the sea. And be a rock star, yeah you'll be a movie star You say you want to party hard Want to die in a fast, fast car You want to be a big star Do you know who you are? Yeah, yeah, yeah Look up in the sky and see the stars A long, long way from home Everybody wants to be a star But no one wants to be alone Look up in the sky and see the stars A long, long way from home Everybody wants to be a star Everybody wants to be a star Wants to be a rock star Wants to be a movie star Everybody wants to party hard Wants to die in a fast, fast car Yeah, you'll be a rock star Yeah, you'll be a movie star You say you want to party hard Want to die in a fast car Yeah, you'll be a big star But do you know who you are?