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Hollywood Ending

by Ed Charles

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Loaded but steady, slow to unwind
Gentle and quick to apologize
(a big teddy bear)
But no one can be
That obliging and kind
Without a little pent up rage inside

He was too good for this world
Lived in a fantasy
He was too good for this world

His heart bruised easily
He felt pain to a greater degree
Than you and me
Couldn’t pass a panhandler
Without dying inside
Someone like that, you know he’s not gonna survive

He was too good for this world
Lived in a fantasy
He was too good for this world

Where’s my Hollywood Ending
Where’s my Nobel Prize
Where’s my Hollywood Ending
Where’s my Nobel Prize

Not a whine or a wince
But you still got a sense
He felt things shoulda’ worked out
Better for him
Kept a little black book
Full of little black names
Of every bastard that rubbed him the wrong way
(don’t rub him the wrong way)

A saint in so many ways
Lived in a fantasy
A saint in so many ways

Where’s my Hollywood Ending
Where’s my Nobel Prize
Where’s my Hollywood Ending
Where’s my Nobel Prize

He was too good for this world
Lived in a fantasy
He was too good for this world

Where’s my Hollywood Ending
Where’s my Nobel Prize
Where’s my Hollywood Ending
Where’s my Nobel Prize
(repeat)

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released February 2, 2024

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