Santa Ana Winds, Pt. 1-5 (feat. Eric Michael Roy)

Hello there it's me (it's me)
I'm the Santa Ana winds (santa ana winds)
I cause allergies (allergies)
I also make things weird

A little bit about me
I'm a hot, hot breeze
(That originates from high-pressure air masses)
Technically, I'm known as a katabatic wind
That's science for "a pain in your asses"

(I'm mystical but also carry dangerous spores)
I bring whimsy and forest fires
When I blow, there's magic in the air
And a higher risk of suicide

I make children wheeze (children wheeze)
'Cause I'm the Santa Ana winds
To reiterate, I make things weird (make things weird)
When I blow, it sounds like "whee!"

I'll be back because I'm the wind
And also kind of a narrator

Hey it's me again (me again)
I'm the Santa Ana winds (santa ana winds)
Here's some magic dust (magic dust)
Which will make things weird

They had the same dream (same dream)
They just got Santa Ana winded

You might say, "Don't do it, wind
Leave these poor people alone"
But I'm a prankster (prankster)
Tee-hee-hee-hee
I just wanna see what will happen

You're looking really guilty
(Move aside)
You can't push the wind
(Oh, you that kiss was all your fault)
I just reveal your deepest wishes and fears
So it's you, Rebecca It's not me
Who is super weird
Super weird
You're super weird
(No, I'm not! Get away from me! Go back to Santa Ana!
Or I don't know if that's where
You're from or that's where you're going)

You ruined everything
You stupid bitch