Gotta get a message through
'Cause I think I’m losing you
Am I too late?
Drinking heavy trying to loose some time
I gotta know if you’re still mine
And I can’t wait
Last time I saw your face
You tried to hide the tears
But I could see the trace
I’d be there if I could
But it’s so far away from home
Lost in Hollywood
In the dark the vultures wait
I can hear them
Knocking at my gate
But I’m not here
The beer is cold
The meat is stale
In the L.A. night the sirens wail
The sound of fear
Pale stars that never shine
Scotch and the whiskey
And the Rainbow local wine
She’d know more bad than good
I gotta get away somehow
Lost in Hollywood
On the streets the sun is fine
Burns your feet and bandages your mind
Feels all right, oh yeah
Well I’m a lover
Like a loaded gun
Chasing shadows on the run
Out in the night
I’m gonna lose control
If I been losing you
To pay for rock ‘n’ roll
Get back I know I should
Gotta get back home to you
You don’t know what I been through
But there’s nothing I can do, oh no
Lost in Hollywood
Lost in Hollywood was written by Cozy Powell & Roger Glover & Ritchie Blackmore.
Lost in Hollywood was produced by Roger Glover.