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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

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

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

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