Video de Santa Ana Winds

[Intro]
When the last dingdong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock, hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of man's puny inexhaustible voice, still talking
[Verse 1]
There ain't no one to blame
That we all look the same
And it's maybe just the course of evolution
And it surely seems to me that predictability
Is quickly becoming something you can count on
When all through the night
As the headlights shine so bright
And they're staring me down like I'm to blame
Rolling in and out of LA county
And they're calling out my name
They're calling out my name
[Chorus]
Oh, and at the end
These Santa Ana winds
Are going straight to my head
When the sun comes up
There won't be no tomorrow
In the valley of the dead
In the valley of the dead
[Verse 2]
There ain't no skatin' by
We're all gonna die
No matter what
The plastic surgeon told you
Should karma be the judge
'cause she don't hold the grudge
Does she need a little helping hand?
When all through the night
There's the moon that shines so bright
And it lights up the sheets on my bed
But tonight I'm gonna light that San Fernando
With kerosene instead
With kerosene instead
With kerosene
Oh and at the end
These Santa Ana winds
Are going straight to my head
When the sun comes up
There won't be no tomorrow
In the valley of the dead
In the valley of the dead
In the valley of the dead
[x2]