Well, I'm moving back to Hollywood; I gotta get some new friends
I've been away too long, yeah; I gotta find some new friends
I'm sorry that that crazy guy killed all of my old friends
Yeah, I'm sorry that that cult killed all of my old friends

Well, it looks like I got out just in time
Thanks to the people who helped deprogram me
I was the only one who made it out alive
The hillside was blazing, and naked I ran outside

I'm moving back to Hollywood; I gotta get some new friends
I've been away too long, yeah; could you all be my new friends?
Let's go to Barney's Beanery and get some chili, my friends
After I lay a wreath at the grave of my old friends

The FBI was unable to close the case
The killers are running loose with all their power tools
I can never forget the sights I saw
Somebody option my screenplay, it must have legs

Hey, man … say, man … spray tan … no
Feeding pigeons … having visions … invent religions … whoa
Vermont … Larchmont … taco restaurant … that’s what I want
Take the 10 West … past the 5 North … to the 101 … then get off

When the sun sets over House of Pies in Hollywood
After your friends are murdered, and you're alone in Hollywood
Look up your contacts from film school now in Hollywood
Raise a solitary toast at Ye Rustic Inn … in Hollywood