Gig and Die in L.A.

[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!