Electric Los Angeles Sunset

Shots split the night, the bullet lodged in his brain

He must have died instantly, he felt no pain

A crowd quickly gathered to the feast of the gun

Waiting for the ambulance and cops to come

Hmm, sirens wail in the concrete

Hmm, electric Los Angeles sunset, the sunset, the sunset

Headlight lit the faces by the tabernacle door

Gazing at the bloodstains on the damp sidewalk

As the crowd turned to go, a man was heard to say

"Ah, he must have had it comin' to him anyway"

Hmm, blood wagon rolls through the dragnet

Hmm, electric Los Angeles sunset, the sunset, the sunset

Cadillacs roll through the smoggy perfume

The buildings are choking on oxygen fumes

Evangelists praying in rented rooms in the afternoon

Which way do the signposts read

African eyes in the sunrise

The gates of the city are rusted over

And mouldering

The violence of the evening decays into the night

While shadows press like moths against the neon light

Movie queues diffuse into the Cinerama haze

While libertines read pornozines in street cafes

Hmm, the madman swings in the pulpit

Hmm, electric Los Angeles sunset, the sunset, the sunset