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 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