Los Angeles Is Burning

Lyrics | Track Details

Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of blue St. Anne’s skirts are billowing
But down here in the city of limelights the fans of Santa Anna 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 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
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 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
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

Writers
Greg Graffin / Brett Gurewitz
Recorded
Sound City, Van Nuys, CA
Musicians
Greg Graffin - vocals, Brett Gurewitz - guitar, Jay Bentley - bass Greg Hetson - guitar, Brian Baker - guitar, Brooks Wackerman - drums
Publishers
Polypterus Music (BMI) / Sick Muse Songs (BMI)