Shots split the night, a bullet lodged in his brain 
He must have died instantly, he felt no pain 
A crowd quickly gathered to the feast of the gun 
Waiting for the ambulance and cops to come 
Hm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm 
Sirens wail in the concrete 
Hm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm 
Electric Los Angeles sunset, the sunset, the sunset, oh-o-oh 

Headlight lit the faces by the tabernacle door 
Gazing at the bloodstains on the damp sidewalk 
As the crowd turned to go, a man was heard to say 
"He must have had it comin' to him anyway" 
Hm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm 
Blood wagon rolls through the dragnet 
Hm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm 
Electric Los Angeles sunset, the sunset, the sunset, oh-o-oh 

Cadillacs roll through the smoggy perfume 
The buildings are choking on oxygen fumes 
Evangelists praying in rented rooms, in the afternoon 
Which way do the signposts read 
African eyes in the sunrise 
The gates of the city are rusted over and mouldering 
The violence of the evening decays into the night 
While shadows press like moths against the neon light 
Movie queues diffuse into the Cinerama haze 
While libertines read pornozines in street cafes 
Hm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm 
The madman swings in the pulpit 
Hm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm 
Electric Los Angeles sunset, the sunset, the sunset, oh-o-oh