The 15 freeway about 15 miles south of me is shut down in both directions.
At the Temecula check point.
We're okay here. It's down in Irvine, right near my friend...
up in Santa Clarita, RIGHT near my sister and husband. My brother in law's parents are about to get evacuated.
And another friend in San Diego. Lucky shes more south.
And Malibu's just fucking gone...
I can smell it pretty good from my bedroom.
Its icky as shit outside.
and going to take me about 1 hr to get to work...which is only about 10 miles from me.
The one in Irvine was fucking arson. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK!?!? SICK FUCKING PEOPLE!!
But I'm alive and kicking. No threat....
Till then, I give you... Bad Religion
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 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
This is not a test
of the emergency broadcast system
When 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
A placard reads "the end of days"
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
Chi
At the Temecula check point.
We're okay here. It's down in Irvine, right near my friend...
up in Santa Clarita, RIGHT near my sister and husband. My brother in law's parents are about to get evacuated.
And another friend in San Diego. Lucky shes more south.
And Malibu's just fucking gone...
I can smell it pretty good from my bedroom.
Its icky as shit outside.
and going to take me about 1 hr to get to work...which is only about 10 miles from me.
The one in Irvine was fucking arson. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK!?!? SICK FUCKING PEOPLE!!
But I'm alive and kicking. No threat....
Till then, I give you... Bad Religion
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 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
This is not a test
of the emergency broadcast system
When 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
A placard reads "the end of days"
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
Chi
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