Tonight, there's gonna be a fight
So if you need a place to go
Got a two roof slum

A magnum 7 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, you got it if you need it
The devil is a friend of mine


Well if you think it's crazy, you ain't seen a thing
Just wait untill 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 Troubadour
Girls passed out, naked in the back now

Everybody's goin to score

She's all 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