The paper says it's gonna rain
And everyone has gone insane
The Tinsel Town
It's burning down
Because of someone's big mistake
So many heads have had to break
And lives to take
For goodness sake
Big times, big lines, big signs
Burning down
High heels, show reels, blow deals
Burning down
Spago, rainbow, Rose Bowl
Burning down
Wheels are turning
L.A.'s burning

I can't believe what's going on
They've 86'd all right from wrong
Because they're black
They're fighting back
And now that's someone big mistake
The town where everything is fake
And much desire
It's all on fire
Oh my

South side, low rides, low tides
Burning down
Blue skies, drive-by's, hair dyes
Burning down
Gay moods, Quaaludes, hey dudes
Burning down
Wheels are turning, L.A.'s burning
Wheels are turning, L.A.'s burning
Wheels are turning, L.A.'s burning
Wheels are turning, L.A.'s burning
Wheels are turning, L.A.'s burning