Woorden: God Awfuls (The). Next Stop Armageddon. No Angels.

On the west most coast of Babylon is the devil's septic jewel
An L.A. summer with the streets ablaze is for the starry eyed and fools
There ain't nothin' here but a suicide slide for you
No glitz, no glamour, just a bullet in a gun for you
3,000,000 sinners all on in the same
Bowing down for the almighty dollar bill
Angel city thrillers and natural born killers
Won't think twice to you cut you down to get their fill
Hollywood dreams for the dragging queens
All the whores on Sunset stripped
Sold their souls to Mercedes-Benz
Giving head just to pay the rent
Crooked cops and ghetto blasters
Serve themselves we serve a master
Punchclock braindead hot and outta time
Shooting up dope in the Hollywood hills
I'm rollin' up coin just to pay the bills
The streets of gold won't yield a fuckin' dime
There ain't nothin' here but a suicide slide for you
No glitz, no glamour, no angels in the city for you