Sangtekster:
Bad Religion Angeles Is Burning

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

angeles are burnin' palm trees are candles in the murder wind so many lives on the breeze even the stars are ill at ease and los angeles is burnin' this is

angeles are burnin' palm trees are candles in the murder wind so many lives on the breeze even the stars are ill at ease and los angeles is burnin' this is

me We move like Buddhas, twisted in a silent scream Our souls explode and merge with the Shiva frequency The meat is sweet, is it love or is it lies? To burn

claim you didn't know And you can make sure that this is where you wanna go It's all about preparing yourself for the return And a trip to your soul is

me We move like Buddhas Twisted in a silent scream Our souls explode & merge with the Shiva frequency The meat is sweet Is it love? or is it lies? To burn

conquering me We move like Buddhas Twisted in a silent scream Our souls explode & merge with the Shiva frequency The meat is sweet Is it love? or is it lies? To burn