>from a tin roof top   The little boy did watch   The procession down through town   Through the museum   Where daniel walked with the devil   With them boys from the underground   Where the giants of science   Fight for tight control   Over the wild lands of new mexico   Sam houston's ghost's in texas   Fighting for his soul   And the town folks rest uneasy   Beneath the guns of kid cole   And the kid says: "hey, where's santa ana   He who could romance the dumb into talking   Take a chance with me tonight my contessa,   If it don't work out, I ain't lame, I can walk"      Now some folks they just can't take it   To the streets of this town   But sam easily can, and he lays his money down   Them cats in from the canyon   Strut their stuff in town   But there's only secret sinners here   Lord, there's only secret thieves   Only a fool would try to save   What the desert chose to leave   And now, hey there senorita,   With your playboys in their spanish bandanas   French cream won't soften them bullets baby   French kisses will not break your heart      Oh, painted night, set free with light   Glows outside the rainbow saloon   Match embraces with a spanish lady   Beneath a graduation moon   No more colleges, no more coronations   Some punk's idea of a teenage nation   Has forced santa ana to change his stationfrom soldier to cartoon   And the giants of science   Spend their days and nights   Not with wives, not with lovers   But searching for the lights   They started in the desert on their helicopter flights   Just to be lost in the dust and the night      Ah, hey my contessa   In your juke joint rides   You always bring candy for the kids   Come waltz with me tonight senorita   'cause only fools are alone on a night like this