I am a bird on Hollywood Boulevard
And I like to fly
I am a bird on Hollywood Boulevard
And I like to fly
I am a bird on Hollywood Boulevard
Oh, this street delights me
Makes me feel though I am falling
Through the pages
Of a glossy magazine
I'm stranded in a dream I like
But I don't know where I'll sleep tonight
At all...
Oh but I continue to fall
And that's ok
Ok with me
I am a dog on Hollywood boulevard
And I like to fly
I am a dog on Hollywood boulevard
And I like to fight
I am a dog on Hollywood boulevard
A picture paints a thousand words
But what does that mean if these words can't find a home
So I sing them to the creatures of LA
In hope of stirring up
The spirit of our own nature
He used to live here
Back when Boulevards
We're speechless celebrations
Of life
I am a bird and I am a dog and I want to fight
I am a dog and I am a bird and I want to fly