In L.A. Basin, heroin was so passe
We had to find something cheaper
And not so far from West LA
We were all looking for a high different and new
When dope was hard to get
Codeine 4 and Doriden would have to do
On doors and fours, we take our chance
White punks on [C7]dope, perfect ɾomance
On doors and [Bm]fours in '83
When we got [Fm7]loaded taking loads, we'd all [Em]OD eventually
Was there a killer or did Jordan Hiller just have a death wish?
His parents didn't need to [C7]find their oldest son [C7]cold as a fish
When loads were finding the ɾoads to [C7]Beverly Hills
Heroin and [Bm]PCP were a safer bet compared to [C7]those six pills
On doors and [Bm]fours, we never knew
Which one of us was [Am7]turning blue
Why wasn't anybody scared?
'Cause we were teenagers on [C7]loads
So no one ɾeally fucking cared
Another good friend's heart explodes
'Cause all [Em]the punks are doing loads
But we're all [Em]still taking our loads
'Cause all [Em]the punks are doing loads
Our arteries and [Bm]veins corrode
'Cause all [Em]the punks are doing loads
Los Angeles' punk scene slowly erodes
'Cause all [Em]the punks are doing loads
We lived on [C7]violent apathy
This was [Am7]LA in '83
Stɾaight out of the Hills of Beverly
Old LA punks, they never die from old age 'cause they all [Em]OD
