Hollywood - Cute Is What We Aim For

The way we’re living makes no sense

Take me back to the age of innocence

I want to go back then

Take me back to the age of innocence

Back to the age of innocence

When flaws were fixed by laws and books

When singers wrote songs instead of hooks

When the value wasn’t in the price

When the fight for life was in the civil right

When you couldn’t live life through a screen

When everything you knew was as good as it seems

When the only worry was the concept of sin

When did it begin?

I wonder if I could go back to old Hollywood

When presidents dropped blond bombshells

instead of creating the perfect hell.

The way we’re living makes no sense

Take me back to the age of innocence (hey)

I wanna go back then

Take me back to the age of innocence

Back to the age of innocence

When pharmaceuticals weren’t there to make life beautiful

When the way that we were born was more than suitable

When everybody thought that they could make a difference

And you couldn’t get your fix within an instant

I wonder if I could go back to old Hollywood

When presidents dropped blond bombshells

instead of creating the perfect hell.

The way we’re living makes no sense

Take me back to the age of innocence (hey)

I wanna go back then

Take me back to the age of innocence

Back to the age of innocence

(Jeff hit em' with that solo!)

I wanna get older

Don’t wanna fight my age

Now take me back to the simpler days

I wonder how it all happened

I wanna get older

Don’t wanna fight my age

Don’t wanna be the prey to the scalpels blade

Now please tell me, please tell me,

What ever happened?

(ha-ha-ha-happened)

I wonder if I could go back to old Hollywood

When presidents dropped blond bombshells

instead of creating their lies to tell.

The way we’re living makes no sense

Take me back, take me back to the age of innocence

I wanna go back then

Take me back, take me back to the age of innocence

Back to the age of innocence

I wanna get older

Don’t wanna fight my age

Now take me back to the simpler days

I wonder how it all happened

I wanna get older

Don’t wanna fight my age

Don’t wanna be the prey to the scalpels blade

Now please tell me, please tell me,

What ever happened?

(ha-ha-ha-happened)