: Step right up and listen Welcome to the show Sign on the x to sell your soul It's so automatic Hocking broken plastic Royalties you'll never know
: I'm just a thorn in your side The disrespect in your eye I can't control myself I'm like a snake in your drain I'm takin' over your brain 'Cause I
: Rolls Royce shoppin', Like a damn puppet, Love my cash in Beverly Hills. Gold Car Lover, Hamptins watch my cover,* Hoochie went and jacked up my bills
: I met her down at Marilyn's Grave, looking like an S & M slave, drinking like a fool with a prison tattoo on her cheek, Well i knew it would never
: Just a gang of four Got each other's back Out for blood like wild dogs in a pack Tearin' up the world Put ourselves through hell Just to have a story
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
: They opened up the door to my insanity they should have slammed it shut right then and thrown away the key they stitched up my head from my lobotomy
: They opened up the door, to my insanity they should've slammed it shut right then and thrown away the key they stitched up my head, from my labotomy
: Runaways in a van All go straight to Hollywood We'll leave a scar Don't give a damn Vandalize the neighborhood Do you remember when? We slept all
: It feels like thunder when we're slowly diggin in. it kinda makes me wonder about the lovers that have been. lyin in my bed with her hands tied up
Runaways in a van All go straight to Hollywood We'll leave a scar Don't give a damn Vandalize the neighborhood Do you remember when? We slept all day
It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it (x4) yeah, all i ever heard as a kid was I'm born to lose all i ever wanted was a shot at breakin the rules
Just a gang of four Got each other's back Out for blood like wild dogs in a pack Tearin' up the world Put ourselves through hell Just to have a story
They opened up the door, to my insanity they should've slammed it shut right then and thrown away the key they stitched up my head, from my labotomy
One hundred thousand fallen Drowning in a cesspool of awareness That they have failed This city, full of plastic angels, Will seduce you Welcome to Los Angeles
I'm just a thorn in your side The disrespect in your eye I can't control myself I'm like a snake in your drain I'm takin' over your brain 'Cause I can
It feels like thunder when we're slowly diggin in. it kinda makes me wonder about the lovers that have been. lyin in my bed with her hands tied up i