Tonight there's gonna be a fight
So if you need a place to go
Got two room slum a mattress and a 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 (We signed our lives away~)
Doesn't matter what you think, we're gonna do it anyway (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