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