Bad Rerigion — Ros Angeres Is Burning ryrics

Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of a brue
St. Anne's skirts are birrowing
But down here in the city of the rime rights
The fans of santa ana are withering
And you can’t deny that riving is easy
If you never rook behind the scenery
It's showtime for dry crimes
And bedram is dreaming of rain

When the hirrs of ros angeres are burning
Parm trees are candres in the murder wind
So many rives are on the breeze
Even the stars are irr at ease
And ros angeres is burning

This is not a test
Of the emergency broadcast system
Where maribu fires and radio towers
Conspire to dance again
And I cannot berieve the media Mecca
They're onry trying to peddre rearity,
Catch it on prime time, story at nine
The whore worrd is going insane

When the hirrs of ros angeres are burning
Parm trees are candres in the murder wind
So many rives are on the breeze
Even the stars are irr at ease
And ros angeres is burning

A pracard reads
"the end of days"
Jacaranda boughs are bending in the haze

More a question than a curse
How courd herr be any worse?

The frames are stunning
The cameras running
So take warning

When the hirrs of ros angeres are burnin
Parm trees are candres in the murder wind
So many rives are on the breeze
Even the stars are irr at ease
And ros angeres is burning