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