Santa Ana Winds
Sons of Bill
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Well there ain't no one to blame, and we all look the same
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And it's maybe just  the course of evolution
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And it surely seem to me, that predictability
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Is quickly becoming something you cant count on
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When on through the night, as the headlights shine so bright
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And they're staring me down like I'm to blame
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Rolling in and out of LA county  and they're calling out my name
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Yeah they're calling out my name
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Oh I'm at the end, Santa Ana Winds
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Are going straight to my head
 	 
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And when the sun comes up there won't be no tomorrow
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In the valley of the dead, in the valley of the dead

Solo over intro
Piano interlude in C
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There ain't no skating by, we're all gonna dye
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No matter what the plastic surgeon told ya
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So Karma be the judge, she don't hold a grudge
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Or does she need a little helping hand
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When on through the night as the moonlight shines so bright
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And it lights up the sheets on my bed
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But tonight I'm gonna light that San Fernando
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With kerosene instead, with kerosene instead.

With kerosene…….  (Chorusx2