B
An electric concrete fantasy, where the billboards keep on warning me,
B
that if I don't keep moving I'll get stuck in this place, where nobody gets out alive.

[Solo 1]
B                                                           G               E
B                                                           G               E

B                                                           G               E
The dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a cemetery called Los Angeles.
B                                                                   G                   E
The sun holds no regrets, the natives sway under arrest, as all the STARS fall from the sky.

[Chorus 1]
          D                              B                       E                 F#
Now we've all sold our souls, we're just waiting for the show to begin here at the edge.

[Verse 2]
B                                                                          G                 E
What the hell we doing here, we're everywhere but no one's here, bodies in motion, desperate motion.
B                                                                  G                        E
The angels have all gone insane, I know I'll never be the same, so let it ride, we're going for a ride.

[Chorus 2]
          D                              B                       E                 F#
Now we've all sold our souls, we're just waiting for the show to begin here at the edge.
      D                                  B                             E                 F#
Now I watch those zombies celebrate, the burning of their favorite hereti-ics... and demigods.

[Solo 2]
B                                                           G               E
B                                                           G               E

[Otro]
B                                                           G               E
The dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a cemetery called Los Angeles.
B                                                           G               E
The dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a cemetery called Los Angeles.
B                                                           G               E
The dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a cemetery called Los Angeles.
B                                                           G               E
The dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a cemetery called Los Angeles.