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from Swan Songs

"No. 5" is track #12 on the album Swan Songs. It was written by Erlichman, Aron / Terrell, Jordon Kristopher / Ragan, George Arthur / Alvarez, Dylan Peter / Busek, Matthew.
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Hollywood, we never going down
Hollywood, we never going down
Hollywood, we never going down

And all the kids in the hood come on wave and shake your hands
Hollywood, we never going down
And when you're drunk shake that ass like you know how to dance
Hollywood, we never going down

Start getting loud, I wanna party now
If you hate on Undead that's a party foul
I only drink Mickey's, I can't afford the cans
I drink so much they call me Charlie 40 Hands

If the keg is tapped, then you're getting capped
Take your girl to the sack and we'll take a nap
Ladies drink them fast so I can have a blast
You got your beer gog's on and I'm getting ass

Like, oh my God, is that Charlie Scene?
Ladies show me your treats like it's Halloween
You got fake I.D. and you're 17
I'm a complete catastrophe buzzing around you like a bumblebee

So let's take some shots
Do a beer run and flip off a cop
Girls give me props and they're on my jock
Paris Hilton said that's hot, when she saw my cock, that's hot

And all the kids in the hood come on wave and shake your hands
Hollywood, we never going down
And when you're drunk shake that ass like you know how to dance
Hollywood, we never going down

I'm about to serve it up for all you party goers
Scene kids, Meat Heads, Alchi's, Stoners
Dancing around like a bunch of faggots
Funnier than fuck, you can ask Bob Saggot

I never claimed that I knew how to dance
But I'll get drunk, get high and pull down my pants
So fuck five bucks, just fill up my cup
Don't kiss me bitch, you just threw up

Now I'm drunk as fuck about to pass out
Destination your mother's couch
Dude, is it really true you screwed my mom?
Fuck yeah bro, that pussy was bomb

So I'm hopping, jumping, sipping, and skipping
It's nights like these that we all love living
So take out your hands and throw the H.U. up
Now wave it around like you don't give a fuck, check please

And all the kids in the hood come on wave and shake your hands
Hollywood we never going down
And when you're drunk shake that ass like you know how to dance
Hollywood we never going down

Can't stop, won't stop, Charlie make the booty drop
Can't stop, won't stop, Johnny make the booty drop
Can't stop, won't stop, J make the booty drop
Can't stop, won't stop, Peters make the booty drop

Can't stop, won't stop, Kurlzz make the booty drop
Can't stop, won't stop, Funny make the booty drop
Can't stop, won't stop, let me see the panties drop
Producers on the dance floor, let me see your booty pop

Grab your drink, get on the floor
Grab your drink and get on the floor
Let's dance in the hood, shake that ass Hollywood

And all the kids in the hood come on wave and shake your hands
Hollywood, we never going down
And when you're drunk shake that ass like you know how to dance
Hollywood, we never going down

Let's dance in the hood, shake that ass Hollywood
Hollywood, we never going down
Let's dance in the hood, shake that ass Hollywood
Hollywood, we never going down

Songwriters
ERLICHMAN, ARON / TERRELL, JORDON KRISTOPHER / RAGAN, GEORGE ARTHUR / ALVAREZ, DYLAN PETER / BUSEK, MATTHEW

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