Intro: C....F C....F C....F C
C F C
Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of a blue
Am F G
St. Anne's skirts are billowing
C F C
But down here in the city of the lime lights
Am G
The fans of santa ana are withering
C F C
And you can’t deny that living is easy
Am F G
If you never look behind the scenery
C F C
It's showtime for dry climes
Am G C....F C
And bedlam is dreaming of rain
CHORUS:
C Cb/C Am G F C Cb/C
When the hills of los angeles are burning
Am G F C
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind
Am E
So many lives are on the breeze
Am F
Even the stars are ill at ease
C G C....F C.....F C....F C
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
BRIDGE:
C Cb/C Am G
A placard reads
C
"the end of days"
C Am G Am
Jacaranda boughs are bending in the haze
F G
More a question than a curse
C Cb/C Am
How could hell be any worse?
F
The flames are stunning
G
The cameras running
C
So take warning
RHYTHM DURING SOLO
C F C Am F G C F C Am G C F C Am F G C F C Am G C F C
When the hills of los angeles are burnin
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
