Lyrics: L.A. Guns. Live! A Night On The Strip. Face Down.

Live form Hollywood, the original L.A. Guns

It's true we walk in disbelief
Clutching to our faded glory
Trust in me but I'm a thief
Get down on your knees before me

Worlds collide, hate fills my mind
Tension rising, no surrender
The street's a place where love is dying
All hail to thee thy legal tender

Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down, so

Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down

At night the vipers rip my flesh
The bitch from hell is feeding
Scratch my wounds to keep them fresh
She likes 'em young 'n bleeding

Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down

Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down

Greed and hate, fear and shame
Wasted our disaster
Cuts like cancer in my brain
Man, now he's your master

Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down

Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down
Now you're gonna end up face down