| Song | Hollywood Black |
| Artist | Dio |
| Album | Strange Highways |
| 作词 : Appice, Dio, Gri Jalva ... | |
| Came to the sunset scene | |
| To find out who's inside of me | |
| Some lies I've never seen | |
| But this one lies on the silver screen | |
| In between real and dream | |
| Like a scream | |
| Hollywood black | |
| I'm caught in the middle | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Same story, different eyes | |
| Here's where the hero never, never dies | |
| Can't you tell | |
| That all the wishes you've made have filled up the well | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Caught in the middle | |
| Hollywood black, yeah | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Right in the middle | |
| Too late, too little | |
| Back to the street again or was that yesterday | |
| Another yesterday's gone, gone | |
| Back in the jungle running with the animals | |
| Howling at the sign of the spotlight | |
| Most dreams are made of glass | |
| You throw just one stone and then there goes your last window | |
| Can't you tell | |
| That every wish that you've made filled up the well | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Caught in the middle | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Right in the middle | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Caught in the middle | |
| Too late, too little | |
| And only the fools come back | |
| 'Cause Hollywood's black |
| zuò cí : Appice, Dio, Gri Jalva ... | |
| Came to the sunset scene | |
| To find out who' s inside of me | |
| Some lies I' ve never seen | |
| But this one lies on the silver screen | |
| In between real and dream | |
| Like a scream | |
| Hollywood black | |
| I' m caught in the middle | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Same story, different eyes | |
| Here' s where the hero never, never dies | |
| Can' t you tell | |
| That all the wishes you' ve made have filled up the well | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Caught in the middle | |
| Hollywood black, yeah | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Right in the middle | |
| Too late, too little | |
| Back to the street again or was that yesterday | |
| Another yesterday' s gone, gone | |
| Back in the jungle running with the animals | |
| Howling at the sign of the spotlight | |
| Most dreams are made of glass | |
| You throw just one stone and then there goes your last window | |
| Can' t you tell | |
| That every wish that you' ve made filled up the well | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Caught in the middle | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Right in the middle | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Hollywood black | |
| Caught in the middle | |
| Too late, too little | |
| And only the fools come back | |
| ' Cause Hollywood' s black |