text: From the tin rooftop the little boy did watch
  The procession down through town
  Through the museum where Daniel whupped the Devil
  With them boys from the underground
  Where the Giants of Science fight for tight control
  Over the wildlands of New Mexico
  Sam Houstons ghosts in Texas fighting for his soul
  And the townsfolk rest uneasy beneath the guns of Kid Cole
  And the kid says: Hey, wheres Santa Ana
  He who could romance the dumb into talking
  Take a chance with me tonight, my contessa
  If it dont work out I aint lame, I can walk
  Now some folks think cancers taken to the streets of this town
  But Sandy eats her candy and then lays her money down
  Them cats are in from the canyons to strut their stuff in town
  But theres only secret sinners here
  Lord, theres only secret thieves
  Only a fool would try to save
  What the desert chose to leave
  And hey there senorita
  With your playboys in their Spanish bandanas
  French cream wont soften those boots, baby
  French kisses will not break your heart
  Oh painted night set free with light
  Glows outside the Rainbow Saloon
  Matching braces with a Spanish lady
  Neath a graduation moon
  No more colleges, no more coronations
  Some punks idea of a teenage nation
  Has forced Santa Ana to change his station
  From soldier to cartoon
  And the Giants of Science spend their days and nights
  Not with wives, not with lovers, but searchin for the lights
  They spotted in the desert on their helicopter flights
  Just to be lost in the dust and the night
  Hey my Contessa, in your juke joint rags you always bring candy for the kids
  Come waltz with me tonight senorita