System of a Down ”Lost in Hollywood” (Metal) [Music/Track]

Year: 2005
Genre: Groove Metal (That’s correct, don’t dare call it Nu-Metal)
From: The album ”Mezmerize

”You should have never trusted Hollywood.”

The lyrics are “about the broken dreams, all the people that come here and don’t make it,” he said, and it’s a collage of images regarding the industry, the vapid people who come to L.A. to exploit others and the beautiful dreamers who are promised fame but end up “out on a street corner, alone, smoking cigarettes.”

Yes, I know! Liking System of a Down is not cool by the insecure crowd, you know the ones who always wait for someone with an authority on the topic to say something so they can all think a like. Like sheeps going to slaughter. To me System of a Down have always had a unique sound and lyrics that matters. Just listen to this and focus on the lyrics. A masterpiece!

“Lost In Hollywood”

I’ll wait here,
You’re crazy,
Those vicious streets are filled with strays,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

They find you,
Two-time you,
Say you’re the best they’ve ever seen,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.

I wrote you,
And told you,
You were the biggest fish out here,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

They take you,
And make you,
They look at you in disgusting ways,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.

I was standing on the wall,
Feeling ten feet tall,
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
This is my front page,
This is my new age,
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don’t care.

All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.

All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don’t care.

Phony people come to pray,
Look at all of them beg to stay,
Phony people come to pray.

(The lines in the letter said, “We have gone to Hackensack”)
Look at all of them beg to stay

Phony people come to pray.

All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Hollywood Boulevard.

You should have never trusted Hollywood.
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don’t care.

You should have never trusted Hollywood.

BACKGROUND

In the mid-1980s, Daron Malakian was a shy youngster living in an apartment near the intersection of Santa Monica Boulevard and Vine Street, and his parents spent much of their time trying to shield his eyes from the seedy parade of Hollywood’s sidewalks.

“From the playground of my school,” Malakian recalled, “we would see prostitutes and transvestites, guys holding hands, the homeless people, all these things my parents really didn’t want me to see.”

That playground was at the Rose and Alex Philibos Armenian School, the same campus where two other future members of the metal band System of a Down went to class. There, all of the boys were immersed in the traditions of their shared Armenian heritage, but when they rode their bikes home they passed through that chaotic asphalt theater of Hollywood.

“It was only as I got older that I realized that not everybody grows up like that,” Malakian said.

His home life, meanwhile, was a study in artistic expression; he is the only child of Vartan Malakian, a highly regarded painter who was also a key choreographer in the 1970s dance community of his native Iraq, and Zepur Malakian, a sculptor born in Iran. By 2005, Hollywood was less scruffy, but those old memories lingered in the mind of Malakian’s mind. By then, he had become famous to metal fans as the guitarist and songwriter in System, the deeply eccentric L.A. band whose sound veers from fever-dream mutter to wailing thunder, often in the same song. “I wanted to write a song,” he said, “about the way Hollywood was.” The result was the moody “Lost in Hollywood,” which he calls “the System song I’m most proud of.”

I’ll wait here, you’re crazy Those vicious streets are filled with strays You should have never gone to Hollywood They find you, two-time you Say you’re the best they’ve ever seen You should have never trusted Hollywood.

The lyrics are “about the broken dreams, all the people that come here and don’t make it,” he said, and it’s a collage of images regarding the music industry, the vapid people who come to L.A. to exploit others and the beautiful dreamers who are promised fame but end up “out on a street corner, alone, smoking cigarettes.”

As a kids, Malakian and his friends would scale a cement wall that took them to a low rooftop with wood planks and a view looking south on a corner of Santa Monica Boulevard. Years later, the shy boy wrote with jagged emotions about that view from the past.

I was standing on the wall, Feeling ten feet tall, All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard, This is my front page, This is my new age.
by Rob1990 on August 01, 2008 .

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