DESCRIPTION:
Come down tonight to my home town
If you got something to say
Its your paradise island
If you sell yourself today
So take a look around
And tell me what you see
A marketplace of souls
Blackened by this dirty part of town
They're going up, you're going down

Chorus:
Down (spiral)
Face down in the dirt
You're going down, down, down
Hollywood nightmare coming around
You're going down (spiral)
I guess you never learn
I've seen it over and over again
So pack your shit
And run right out of town

Eighteen, queen of the tabloid scene
A primadonna smile
You better look down below
You're getting grossly out of style
Today you're number one,
On top of your own world
Your time is up,
They're gonna kick you to the curb
You know what's worse?
There's no way out, you're going down
Cause I don't have the patience
To watch you sedate the nation
And I don't have the need
To see your "trials and tribulations"
In this part of town
Its dime a dozen of your kind
They're coming after you