Mötley Crüe – Saints Of Los Angeles lyrics

Tonight There's gonna be a fight So if you need a place to go Got a two room slum A mattress and a gun And the cops don't never show So come right in Cuz 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 goin down in flames [Chrous] 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 Red line, tripping on land mines Sippin at the Troubador Girls passed out, hangin in the back lounge Thinking everybody's gonna score She's jacked up, down on her luck You wan't it, you need it the devil's gonna feed it Don't cha say it's crazy, you don't know a thing Just wait untill 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 [Solo] Give it up, give it up 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 Explain Request ×

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