Santa Ana Winds

Los Angeles, a spoiled family
When you’re in paradise and it’s all you see
But tonight there’s trees falling in the streets
Breaking power lines, breaking hearts that beat
And those mothers cry as their babies sleep
Praying, 'take this fear away'
And they wonder why they were so afraid
In the morning light next day
And those Santa Ana winds
They come blowing every year
And those Santa Ana winds
They take away what we hold dear
So blow it, blow it down
You could shake up this whole town
Because maybe what we need
Are Santa Ana winds
Those are homeless men standing in the rain
Praying, 'Who will take away this pain?'
Not there’s mud slides in town on PCH
And it’s ruining her shotgun wedding day
And that bride to be gave more than she could see
When she gave herself away
And that homeless man, he’s still in the rain
Screaming, 'Who will take, who will take this pain?'
And those Santa Ana winds
They come blowing every year
And those Santa Ana winds
They take away what we hold dear
So blow it, blow it down
You could shake up this whole town
Because maybe what we need
Are Santa Ana winds