作曲 : Katie Toupin/Matt Myers/Shane Cody/Zak Appleby

The red sandstone it fell

right smack on top

of Sedona Arabella

John Ford said

Would you hop on in

in a stagecoach

Babe I'm gonna take

you for a spin

oh-whoa

whoa whoa

Hey little Hollywood

you're gone but

you're not forgot

You've got cash

but your credit's no good

you flipped the script

you shot the plot

I remember I remember

when the neon used to

burn so bright and pink

A Saturday night kind of pink

The blacklist and its hosts

They came down so swiftly

You drove out

to the coast

We're going to California

and we're all out of work

I guess that's better

than a grave and a hearse oh whoa

whoa whoa

Hey little Hollywood

you're gone but

you're not forgot

You've got cash

but your credit's no good

You flipped the script

you shot the plot

I remember I remember

when the neon used

to burn so bright and pink

A Saturday night kind of pink

The devil's in a rush

His duct tape makes you hush

Hey there Sedona

let me cut you a deal

I'm a little hungover

and I may have to

steal your soul

oh whoa

Hey little Hollywood

you're gone but

you're not forgot

You got cash

but your credit's no good

You flipped the script

you shot the plot

I remember I remember

when the neon used

to burn so bright and pink

So bright and pink

A Saturday night kind of pink