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Karaokê Saints of Los Angeles - Mötley Crüe

Esta música é uma versão de Saints of Los Angeles, popularizada por Mötley Crüe

Formatos incluídos:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 107 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Solm

Duração: 03:40 - Visualizar: 02:20

Ano de lançamento: 2008
Estilos: Hard Rock & Metal, Em inglês
Autor Original: Nikki Sixx, James Michael, DJ Ashba, Marti Fredriksen

Todos os arquivos disponíveis para download são playbacks, e não as músicas originais.

Letra Saints of Los Angeles

Our Father who art in heaven
Hallowed be 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
Yeah
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 'cos 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
If you think it's crazy you ain't seen a thing
Just wait until 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
Red line
Tripping on a landmine
Sipping at the Troubadour
Girl's 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'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
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

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