Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Butch Walker & Sue Clayton
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
I live on Margarita St
In Santa Monica
I work a corporate job that pays
The address makes me skint
But it ain't Florida
Too young to live there anyways
Down in Boca, they deny that anything is real
It's the southern most cities it seems
Where the newlyweds all become nearly-deads
In a mega church bustin' at the seams
So give a Hollywood hallelujah
A Hail Mary from the soap box above
A little hope Is better than nothing
When you're runnin' on hate like it's love
Lil' hallelujah can't do nothin' to ya
Life throws down likе a crisp white glove
A sip of hope will quеnch ya
Push comes to shove
Danny sits alone with a crucifix
And a bag of China white cocaine
With a holy water hangover creepin' in
Every sin playing tag in his brain
Last night after the sermon
He hit it hard - left his blood on the bar
Ain't it funny when the mirror looks back at you
And it don't know who you are
So give a Hollywood hallelujah
A Hail Mary from the soap box above
A little hope Is better than nothing
When you're runnin' on hate like it's love
Lil' hallelujah can't do nothin' to ya
Life throws down like a crisp white glove
A sip of hope will quench ya
Push comes to shove
So give a Hollywood hallelujah
A Hail Mary from the soap box above
A little hope Is better than nothing
When you're runnin' on hate like it's love
Lil' hallelujah can't do nothin' to ya
Life throws down like a crisp white glove
A sip of hope will quench ya
Push comes to shove