Bad Religion - Los Angeles Is Burning Lyrics
somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of a blueSt. Anne's skirts are billowingbut down here in the city of the lime lightsthe fans of santa ana are witheringand you can’t deny that living is easyif you never look behind the sceneryit's showtime for dry climesand bedlam is dreaming of rainwhen the hills of los angeles are burningpalm trees are candles in the murder windso many lives are on the breezeeven the stars are ill at easeand los angeles is burningthis is not a testof the emergency broadcast systemwhere malibu fires and radio towersconspire to dance againand I cannot believe the media Meccathey're only trying to peddle reality,catch it on prime time, story at ninethe whole world is going insanewhen the hills of los angeles are burningpalm trees are candles in the murder windso many lives are on the breezeeven the stars are ill at easeand los angeles is burninga placard reads"the end of days"Jacaranda boughs are bending in the hazemore a question than a cursehow could hell be any worse?the flames are stunningthe cameras runningso take warningwhen the hills of los angeles are burninpalm trees are candles in the murder windso many lives are on the breezeeven the stars are ill at easeand los angeles is burning
