Sedona (塞多纳) - Houndmouth
The red sandstone it fell
Right smack on top of Sedona Arabella
John Ford said would you hop on in in a stagecoach
Babe I'm gonna take you for a spin oh-whoa
Whoa whoa
Hey little Hollywood you're gone but you're not forgot
You've got cash but your credit's no good
You flipped the script you shot the plot
I remember I remember when the neon used to burn so bright and pink
A Saturday night kind of pink
The blacklist and it's hosts
They came down so swiftly
You drove out to the coast
We're going to California and we're all out of work
I guess that's better than a grave and a hearse oh whoa
Whoa whoa
Hey little Hollywood you're gone but you're not forgot
You've got cash but your credit's no good
You flipped the script you shot the plot
I remember I remember when the neon used to burn so bright and pink
A Saturday night kind of pink
The devil's in a rush
His duct tape makes you hush
Hey there Sedona let me cut you a deal
I'm a little hungover and I might want to steal your soul oh whoa
Hey little Hollywood you're gone but you're not forgot
You got cash but your credit's no good
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
I remember I remember when the neon used to burn so bright and pink
So bright and pink
A Saturday night kind of pink
Sedona (塞多纳) - Houndmouth
The red sandstone it fell
Right smack on top of Sedona Arabella
John Ford said would you hop on in in a stagecoach
Babe I'm gonna take you for a spin oh-whoa
Whoa whoa
Hey little Hollywood you're gone but you're not forgot
You've got cash but your credit's no good
You flipped the script you shot the plot
I remember I remember when the neon used to burn so bright and pink
A Saturday night kind of pink
The blacklist and it's hosts
They came down so swiftly
You drove out to the coast
We're going to California and we're all out of work
I guess that's better than a grave and a hearse oh whoa
Whoa whoa
Hey little Hollywood you're gone but you're not forgot
You've got cash but your credit's no good
You flipped the script you shot the plot
I remember I remember when the neon used to burn so bright and pink
A Saturday night kind of pink
The devil's in a rush
His duct tape makes you hush
Hey there Sedona let me cut you a deal
I'm a little hungover and I might want to steal your soul oh whoa
Hey little Hollywood you're gone but you're not forgot
You got cash but your credit's no good
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
I remember I remember when the neon used to burn so bright and pink
So bright and pink
A Saturday night kind of pink