• 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