Beverly Hills Songtext
I tiptoe to you
Frantic, and I am spitting
I am hurtful
Choose your distortion
Inside a crease
Muscles and muscles and miles
Beverly Hills
Tired of fields, I march through the building
Tired of fields, I march through the building
Tired of fields, I march through the building
Tired of fields, I march

I tiptoe to you
I am frantic, and I am spitting
I'm not hurtful
It's a choice of distortion
Another side of a crease
Miles and miles of muscle
And that's Beverly Hills
Tired of fields, I march through the building
Tired of fields, I march through the building
Tired of fields, I march through the building
Tired of fields, I march