Drive around past the pines over the hills into Hollywood Innocence never died, I can tell by the look on your face Woah I believe in a sanctity So hard to breathe when your family and friends are fools nobody knows that I'm on to you Speak to me secretly, whisper the words in my ear Woah I believe in a sanctity So tongue in cheek We know a secret we dont have to tell Everything else is a bad rhythm View from the lemon trees over the hill someday all this will be ours Woah I believe in a sanctity Look in and clean up the wasteland