The Grateful Dead — Hollywood Cantata Studio Outtake

One, two, three, four Hollywood is everywhere, you know You don't—ah...one more time, one more time One, two, three, ha Hollywood is everywhere, now don't you know You don't have to learn the line to see the show Just catch it when it's dark or flying low Get along down Sunset, yes indeed Hollywood is what you let it be What you want is often what you need Swing low, swing low For none of us will ever get back home Swing right, sleep tight No one here ever goes home at night Hollywood is everywhere Graceful children walk on air Still line up in single file We'll go down and stare awhile Hold on honey, tell me does she move In her knock me down and love me shoes All the oil she's got is for the blues Have you ever climbed those cut glass stairs? Trick or treat got nothing to compare Million dollar daydreams end up there Hollywood is everywhere, you know Don't have to be in love to see the show Just catch it when it's dark or flying low Get along down Sunset, yes indeed Hollywood is what you let it be What you want is often what you need Swing low, swing low None of us will get back home Swing right, sleep tight No one here ever goes home at night Hollywood is everywhere Graceful children walk on air Still line up in single file We'll go down and stare awhile Hold on honey, tell me does she move In her knock me down and fuck me shoes All the oil she's got is for the grooves Have you ever climbed those cut glass stairs Trick or treat got nothing to compare Million dollar daydreams end up there Stay here I don't like them words