| Song | L.A.M.F. |
| Artist | Mötley Crüe |
| Album | Saints Of Los Angeles |
| 作词 : MC 仁/DJ TOMMY/孙, 国华 (AKA WAH)/梁, 永杰 (AKA KIT) | |
| Slithering towards the dream all infected with the same disease | |
| Awaiting your flesh to be cloaked in silver | |
| As the fat rats grovel | |
| Ready to steal your innocence and exploit your soul | |
| Some will hit their knees in a rancid act of desperation | |
| While others search for a hopeless | |
| God to save them | |
| For every four, there will be one hundred thousand fallen | |
| Drowning in a cesspool of awareness that they have failed | |
| This city full of plastic angels will seduce you | |
| Welcome to | |
| Los Angeles |
| zuò cí : MC rén DJ TOMMY sūn, guó huá AKA WAH liáng, yǒng jié AKA KIT | |
| Slithering towards the dream all infected with the same disease | |
| Awaiting your flesh to be cloaked in silver | |
| As the fat rats grovel | |
| Ready to steal your innocence and exploit your soul | |
| Some will hit their knees in a rancid act of desperation | |
| While others search for a hopeless | |
| God to save them | |
| For every four, there will be one hundred thousand fallen | |
| Drowning in a cesspool of awareness that they have failed | |
| This city full of plastic angels will seduce you | |
| Welcome to | |
| Los Angeles |