Angel City - Motörhead

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