Angel City

I wanna grow my hair, live in Bel Air
Lose my head
Keep a live snake in my bed
I want a backstage pass
Drink Bon Jovi’s booze for free
I wanna be a star
And buy a hundred guitars
Eat everything I can bite
I wanna feel a little danger
Feel a little stranger
Angel City tonight
I got a bunch of boys
We make a lot of noise
A little bit crazy
Playing with chemical toys
We’re such badass dudes
I almost can’t stand it myself
I wanna get the crabs
In my elegant rags
Make my mom and daddy uptight
I wanna be an intellectual
Heterosexual
Angel City tonight
I’m gonna live in L.A., drinking all day
Lay by the pool
And let the record company pay
Talking to the Devil on the bath phone
All of the time, I’m gonna kick ass
I’m gonna spit broken glass
I’m gonna shoot out all of your lights
I wanna eat dirt
I’m gonna eat my own shirt
Angel City tonight
Angel City, Angel City
The way I’m used is a shame and a pity
Angel City, Angel City
Rock 'n' roll alright
Angel City, Angel City
The women here ain’t got no pity
Angel City, Angel City
Shape up and fly right