A Great Punk-Rock Band.(Lyrics) Bobby Schayer it´s for you ,a Great drummer.
Lyrics
Somewhere high in the desert, Near a curtain of blue, St Anne's skirts are billowing But down here in the city of limelight, The fans of Santa Ana are withering And you can't deny the living is easy If you never look behind the scenery It's show time for dry climes and bedlams, dreaming of rain
When the hills of Los Angeles are burning Palm trees are candles in the murder wind So many lives are on the breeze Even the stars are ill at ease And Los Angeles is burning
This is not a test Of the emergency broadcast system When Malibu fires and radio towers Conspire to dance again And I cannot believe the Meda Mecca They're only trying to peddle reality Catch it on Prime Time Story at nine The whole world is going insane
When the hills of Los Angeles are burning Palm trees are candles in the murder wind So many lives are on the breeze Even the stars are ill at ease And Los Angeles is burning
A placard reads "the end of days" Jacaranda boughs are bending in the haze More a question than a curse How could hell be any worse? The flames are stunning The cameras running So take warning!
When the hills of Los Angeles are burning Palm trees are candles in the murder wind So many lives are on the breeze Even the stars are ill at ease And Los Angeles is burning
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