Open Up

Leftfield

Burn, burn
Burn, burn, burn
Open up
Now open up

You lied, you faked
You cheated, you changed the stakes
Magnet Toss that pie in the sky
Unrehearsed, let the bubbles burst
All in all, a three-ring circus
Of unity with parody
Tragedy or comedy
Problably publicity 

Open up, make room for me
Now open up, make room for me 

Lose myself inside your acchemes 
Go for the money, honey
Not the screen 
Be a movie star, blah blah blah 
Go the whole hog be bigger than God

Burn hollywood burn, taking down tinseltown
Burn hollywood burn, down to the ground 
Burn hollywood burn, burn hollywood burn 
Take down tinseltown, burn down to the ground 
Down, into the ground
Burn, burn, burn
Burn