"Saints Of Los Angeles" lyrics

Our Father, who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy Name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven

Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those
Who trespass against us
Father please forgive me for the wrongs I have done
And for those I'm about to do

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 because 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 haven'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

Red line tripping on a land mine, sipping 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 devils gonna feed it
Don't you say, it's crazy, you don't know a thing
Just wait until were 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