While My City Sleeps

Way down east of L.A.

Where the skies are grey

They come out at night

Where the stray dogs lie.

While my city sleeps

Where the lurkers creep

Is there still hope for me?

On these haunted streets.

Easy to get caught up

When you're all fucked up

This is your no mans land

No one to hold your hand.

And where the angels die

Making mothers cry

Down by the riverside.

Come down the 215

It is the place unseen

Where the desert begin

We're underneath your skin.

We got suburban life

And we come out at night

Find a place to hide

Welcome to Riverside

While my city sleeps