Bee-Aych...

Palm trees standing under glamour skies
Thirty-year-old kids with tired eyes
They chase the sun, but it never sets
In a town built on golden regrets
Winter never comes to this perfect stage
Where grown-ups play children trapped in a cage

You check in for a season, you think that you're free
But you're just another ghost on the TV
Like the old California Hotel on the hill
You can sign the contract, but time’s standing still

Bee-Aych... Nine-Oh-Two-One-Oh
The cameras are off, but it’s still the same show
Yeah, Bee-Aych... Nine-Oh-Two-One-Oh
You checked in for life, and they won't let you go
 
You can get this address, you can drive down this line
But you’ll never change it until the end of time

Some of them packed up and started the car
Swore they would run and become a real star
They drove through the desert, they chased after light
But Beverly's shadow is longer than night
You can drive in a circle, you can fight with the past
But the highway leads back to the place you were cast

You check in for a season, you think that you're free
But you're just another ghost on the TV
Like the old California Hotel on the hill
You can sign the contract, but time’s standing still

Bee-Aych... Nine-Oh-Two-One-Oh
The cameras are off, but it’s still the same show
Yeah, Bee-Aych... Nine-Oh-Two-One-Oh
You checked in for life, and they won't let you go

The zip code is branded right into your skin
You forgot where the show ends and where you begin
You can check out anytime you like...
But you will never leave

Bee-Aych. Nine-Oh-Two-One-Oh
The cameras are off, but it’s still the same show
Yeah, Bee-Aych... Nine-Oh-Two-One-Oh
You checked in for life, and they won't let you go