Did Hollywood Sell its Soul to the Underworld, (And Damn us All)?

"There's gold in dem thar hills,"

was there elated squeals

So ran they off to the West

to get their pound of flesh

Dug did they into the earth for it

to relinquish unto them its worth


Built they did glorious cities within

which to spend their abundant reaping

Years passed by and desires came to

Fruition

And although they had everything we

now can see their souls weeping


They sold their souls and opened the,

"Pandora's Box," and all the world can

see their twisted entrails displayed

thru the glowing box

What a great harvest their wealth has

wrought


The, "Hollywood," fires are burning now

in, "Dem thar hills," but the sounds

heard are not elated squeals

Grunts and moans of sickening, perverted

treasures within their hearts that have

multiplied w/out measure


As, "Hollywood," burns down and the, "City

of Angels," has fallen, we can see impending,

portent destiny calling

Years of decay coming upon them to the hilt,

so that dread is beginning to be the reel

that we are seeing displayed on the golden screen


There's no longer, "Gold in dem thar hills,"

Cause the worth has dwindled to nothing but

something that is surreal

Before long all that we'll know of them will be

seen in a re-run, pulled-out of the vault of

someone who wants to keep the memory of them from

back in the day when they were young and not yet

Undone