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Mötley Crüe - Saints of Los Angeles - Goin’ Out Swingin’
Saints of Los Angeles
01. L.A.M.F.
02. Face Down in the Dirt
03. What’s It Gonna Take
04. Down at the Whisky
05. Saints of Los Angeles (gang vocal)
06. Mutherfucker of the Year
07. The Animal in Me
08. Welcome to the Machine
09. Just Another Psycho
10. Chicks = Trouble
11. This Ain’t a Love Song
12. White Trash Circus
13. Goin’ Out Swingin’
Just a gang of four
Got each other's back
Out for blood like wild dogs in a pack
Tearin' up the world
Put ourselves through hell
Just to have a story we can tell
You can't stop us cuz we're

Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin'
If you got the balls to fight then come on bring it
Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swinin;
Like a midnight alley fight
Come on come on come on come on bring it
Local gutter rats
On the streets of gold
Crashing stolen cars and sellin' souls
Setting off alarms
Watch the system burn
Ain't it crazy how the tables turn
You can't stop us cuz' we're

Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin'
If you got the balls to fight then come on bring it
Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swinin;
Like a midnight alley fight
Come on come on come on come on bring it

Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin'
If you got the balls to fight then come on bring it
Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swinin;
Like a midnight alley fight
Come on come on come on come on bring it