Lyrics: Sixx; Music: Sixx, Neil



Black Angels laughing in the city streets

Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth

The moonlight spotlights all the city crime

Got no religion, Laugh while they fight



Save our souls for the heavens

For a life so good it sure feels bad

Save our souls for the heavens

Save our souls for the promised land



Sweet tarts play the game and shoot to thrill

Runnin' free through the trash, dressed to kill

The midnight show-stoppers, it's a funny money game

A hundred thousand bleeding hearts put us in our graves



Save our souls for the heavens

For a life so good it sure feels bad

Save our souls for the heavens

Save our souls for the promised land



It's been the hard road, edge of an overdose

No matter how high you're still too low

I've been the dancer, the wicked romancer

It's a never-ending nightmare, edge of disaster



(C)1985 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp./Nikki Sixx Music/Vince

Neil Music, BMI.