Tonight, there's gonna be a fight 
So if you need a place to go 
Got a 2 room slum 
A mattress & a gun and the cops don't ever show 
So come right in cause everybody sins 
Welcome to the scene of the crime 
You want it, believe it, you got it if you need it 
The devil is s friend of mine 
 
If you think it's crazy 
You ain't seen a thing 
Just wait until we goin down in flames 
 
(Chorus) 
We are, we are, the saints we signed our life away 
Doesn't matter what you think 
Were 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 landmine 
Sippin at the Troubador 
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 devil's gonna feed it 
 
Don't you say it's crazy 
You don't know a thing 
Just wait until we goin down in flames 
 
(Chorus) 
We are, we are, the saints we signed our life away 
Doesn't matter what you think 
We 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 landmine 
Sippin at the Troubador 
Girls passed out naked in the back lounge 
 
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 
 
(Chorus) 
We are, we are, the saints we signed our life away 
Doesn't matter what you think 
Were 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 
Were gonna do it anyway 
We are, we are, the saints one day you will confess 
And pray to the saints of Los Angeles