(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.