Saints Of Los Angeles — Motley Crue

Tonight there’s gonna be a fight, so if you need a place to go Got two room slum a magnum 7 gun, and the cops don’t never show So come right in cause everybody sins, welcome to the scene of the crime You want it? Believe it? We got it if you need it, the devil is a friend of mine

If you think it’s crazy you ain’t seen a thing Just wait until we’re going down in Flames

We are we are the saints we signed our life away Doesn’t matter what you think We’re gonna do it anyway We are we are the saints one day you will confess And pray to the saints of Los Angeles

Redline trippin’ on a land mine, sippin’ at the Troubadour Girls passed out naked in the back lounge everybody’s gonna score She’s all jacked up she’s down on her luck You want it you need it the devil’s gonna feed it

Don’t you say it’s crazy, you don’t know a thing Just wait until we’re going down in Flames

We are we are the saints we signed our life away Doesn’t matter what you think, we’re gonna do it anyway We are we are the saints one day you will confess And pray to the saints of Los Angeles

Give it up give it up Give it up give it up Give it up give it up Give it up give it up

We are we are the saints we signed our life away Doesn’t matter what you think, we’re gonna do it anyway We are we are the saints one day you will confess And pray to the saints of Los Angeles

We are we are the saints we signed our life away Doesn’t matter what you think, we’re gonna do it anyway We are we are the saints one day you will confess And pray to the saints of Los Angeles