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