(Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh-oh-oh!
Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh-oh-oh!)
 [bad word] you Hollywood you got me good
You made me think that I understood
People and places that don't exist
Now tremble in my wake because I'm shaking my fist at you
None of these memories are mine
You put them in my mind and the far side of the world
Now everything that happens is a sign
There is no plot and there sure is no girl

Oh, we need to work it out
Out from what we've seen
Seeing that the story's not
The story of the screen
This technicolour mess
Well, it's not what you came for

(Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh-oh-oh!)
Alright stop, this cannot possibly be
(Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh-oh-oh!)
Alright stop, this cannot possibly be

Caught in the light of your big blue screen
No good reason to suspect anything
Always in the sunshine, always in the clean
Don't know what it is, there's something unsure about you
None of these memories are mine
You put them in my mind and the far side of the world
Now everything that happens is a sign
There is no plot and there sure is no girl

Oh, we need to work it out
Out from what we've seen
Seeing that the story's not
The story of the screen
This technicolour mess
Well, it's not what you came for

(Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh-oh-oh!)
Alright stop, this cannot possibly be
(Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh-oh-oh!)
Alright stop, this cannot possibly be

(Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh-oh-oh!
Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh-oh-oh!
Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh-oh-oh!
Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh-oh-oh!)