作曲 : DJ Ashba/Marti Frederiksen/Nikki Sixx/James Michael
Our Father
Who art in Heaven
Hallowed by 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
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil

Amen

Tonight, there's gonna be a fight
So if you need a place to go
Got a two room slum
A mattress and a gun
And the cops don't never 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 a friend of mine

Well if you think it's crazy, you ain't seen a thing
Just wait until we're goin 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 landmine
Sippin' at the Troubadour
Girls passed out, naked in the back lounge
Everybody's goin to 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'tcha say it's crazy, you don't know a thing
Just wait until we go 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
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