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