Bad Religion – Los Angeles is Burning
bad religion – los angeles is burning
[Verse 1]
Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of a blue
Saint Anne’s skirts are billowing
But down here in the city of limelights
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 showtime for dry climes
And bedlam is 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
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
This is not a test
Of the emergency broadcast system
Where Malibu fires and radio towers
Conspire to dance again
And I cannot believe the media meekness
We’re calling this an exercise
Imagined conversation
Ghostly simulation
The newsman sang his song
As discontent played along
And the fool played it cool
On the 52-inch screen
[Final Chorus]
And 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
Los Angeles is burning…
Bad Religion – Los Angeles Is Burning