Doors and Fours

In L.A. basin heroin was so passé We had to find something cheaper And not so far from West L.A. 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 dope, perfect romance On doors and fours in '83 When we got loaded taking loads We'd all OD eventually Was there a killer or did Jordan Hiller just have a death wish? His parents didn't need to find their oldest son cold as a fish When loads were finding the roads to Beverly Hills Heroin and PCP were a safer bet compared to those six pills On doors and fours we never knew Which one of us was turning blue Why wasn't anybody scared? 'Cause we were teenagers on loads So no one really fucking cared Another good friend's heart explodes 'Cause all the punks are doing loads While we're all still taking our loads 'Cause all the punks are doing loads Our arteries and veins corrode 'Cause all the punks are doing loads Los Angeles' punk scene slowly erodes 'Cause all the punks are doing loads We lived on violent apathy This was L.A. in '83 Straight out of the Hills of Beverly Old L.A. punks they never die from old age 'Cause they all OD