Gig and Die in L.A.

Lyrics

[Chorus] Gig and die Say goodbye Gig and die in L.A.  [Verse 1] Lend an eye for what good it could do I blame you not for doubting it's true We thought it was shit closing our show And the cops beating us up as we go But little did we know And how could we tell? And how could we see What was in store? Hey, what's going on? Should have been long gone Surely going wrong Not feeling hardcore [Verse 2] Left our gear with a friend We're driving down to a dead end Pulled into an alley to turn about A man with a handgun jumped out Stuck it to Matt's head And no time to think Drop into reverse And floor it in a blink Pedal down, flying stones Mario, Dave, Parnelli, Jones Shaking down to our bones Wishing we were safe in our homes There's no place like home There's no place like home There's no place like home [Chorus] Gig and die Gig and die Gig and die in L.A.  [Verse 3] But we hadn't gotten very far When the bullets hit the car Everyone's alright, not sentimental We're all in one piece and the car's just a rental We could have been shot None of us are feeling hot Down to the bar with our pals A double for Matt, the tab is Al's Sighed a communal sigh Stop, think and realize Matt's big bulging eyes Lives of a cat Escape murder files Still shake in denials Still here to smile Still here with Matt To the bar, bunch of pals Toasting all our pals Matt's a double, the tab is Al's Don't shoot!