Grey In La Cifras

Grey in L.A.
Loudon Wainwright III
Capo II
 
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
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Cause there's way too much sunshine round here
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I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies
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Whenever they always appear
 
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And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down
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On my carport roof made out of tin
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If there's a flood then there's gonna be mudslides
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We all have to pay for our sin
 
[Chorus 1]
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And I suppose that they'll close canyon roads
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And the freeways will all start to clog
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And the waters will rise and you won't be surprised
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When your whole house smells like your wet dog
 
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When it's grey in L.A. it's much better that way
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It reminds you that this town's so cruel
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Yeah it might feel like fun when you're sportin' sunglasses
    C         D      G
But really you're one more fool
 
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
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Now I'm just a chump And this whole town's a dump
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We came out here to dump all our dreams
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Of making it big but we're stuck in a singular nightmare
       D           G
That's just how it seems
 
[Chorus 2]
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And I suppose Laurie David sure knows
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All those cars we drive heat up our earth
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And sea temperatures rise and those constant blue skies
           Am                          D7
And brush fires can sure curb your mirth
 
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Brad Grey's in L.A. yeah OK I should stay
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There's no place that's better I know
 
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For a wannabe star stuck in a car
          C         D        G
On a freeway with nowhere to go
 
          G        D          C            G
When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
              C            G              D
Cause there's way too much sunshine round here
        G          D          C           G
I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies
    C         D      G
Whenever they always appear
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