Penthouse 8 - William Bolton

There’s violence.

Many of cilvillians passed

But the American dream seems close

The search can turn desperate

Woah woah woah

Ohh, ohh, ohh

Ohh, ohh

Dawg it’s way too late

Took the elevator up, up to penthouse eight

I’ve been gone, gone, gone in a darker place

And my favorite drugs keeping me awake

That’s just day to day

Time to break the bank

Seven thousand ones on a silver plate (Woah)

I’m flying in girls in from outer space (Woah)

And all these friends faker than stripper’s names

At the penthouse eight

At the —

Hey, hey

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Woah, woah

Small town in the land of the free

Moved to Cali 'cause she chasing her dream (Hey)

I can tell, I can tell that she wanna be famous (Hey)

She wanna be famous, oh no no

Shoes and cars and magazines

Shooting stars and Maybelline

Who you are is everything

Yeah, yeah

She wanna be famous, yeah

She wanna be famous, oh no no

She wanna be loved (Loved)

She’s gonna be hated

Lost in the club (Club)

Always getting faded

She wanna be famous (Famous)

She’s so shameless (Shameless)

Ooo-woah, woah

I can’t even say I blame her

Deep down we are all the same

We all wanna be famous

We all wanna be famous