Visiting hours are long overnThe gates are closed right herenIt's invitation only from now onnWe'll never get it swearnCan't afford to pay our admissionnNot good enough to come nearnWe built you fortunenBuilt your famenWe'll guard your status for another daynnAll this shit is making us illnAll this shit is making us illnAnother dream not ours fulfillnLet's storm the gates of Beverly Hills (x2)nnQuiet excessive celebrationnOf ways transfixed into classnOf comfort and a lot of freedomnFrom the people you passnYour silent suffering little servantsnJust an anonymous massnWe built your fortunenBuilt your famenWe'll guard your status for another daynnAll this shit is making us illnAll this shit is making us illnAnother dream not ours fulfillnLet's storm the gates of Beverly Hills (x2)nnRome and Paris in flames tonight and it's not by candle lightnHelsinki Stockholm up in smoke and it's not some fucking joken'Cause right now it's our time, Los Angeles will burn tonightnIt will blow our mind when Washington DC will go downnnAll this shit is making us illnAll this shit is making us illnAnother dream not ours fulfillnLet's storm the gates of Beverly Hills (x2)nLet's storm the gates of Beverly HillsnLet's storm the gates of Beverly Hills