Neon to dust

(Verse 1)

Stuck in the rental, crawling down the street

Watching the tourists staring at their feet.

They're scanning for names on the Walk of Fame

While the gridlock traffic plays a waiting game.

(Chorus)

On Hollywood Boulevard, glitter meets the grime

Where the dreamers and the broken are just killing time.

Thick cloud of weed smoke floating on the breeze

It’s a concrete jungle full of folks in need.

The stars are on the pavement, but the living is hard

Just another wild day on Hollywood Boulevard.

(Verse 2)

Past the Chinese Theatre, the crowds are getting deep

Stepping round a homeless man trying to catch some sleep.

Right next to Batman and a hero in green

It’s the strangest masquerade that you’ve ever seen.

I counted five Spidermen standing in a row

Hustling for a dollar, putting on a show.

(Outro)

From the tents on the corner to the neon light

It’s a heavy kind of hustle in the California night.