C C C Cadd2 C C C There is a city by the seaC Cadd2 Am Am A gentle companyAm Asus2 Em F F G G I don't suppose you want to?C C C Cadd2 C C C And as it tells its sorry taleC Cadd2 Am Am In harrowing detailAm Asus2 Em F F G G Its hollowness will haunt you [Chorus]Dm Dm Dm Dm Its streets and boulevardsF F Fadd2 Am Am Asus2 Orphans and oligarchs it hearsDm Dm Dm F F Fadd2 A plaintive melody, truncated symphonyAm G An ocean's garbled vomit on the shore:F F G G C Los Angeles, I'm yours C C C Cadd2 C (x3) C C F F G G [Verse 2]C C C Cadd2 C C C O ladies, pleasant and demureC Cadd2 Am Am Hollow-cheek'd and sureAm Asus2 Em F F G G I can see your undiesC C C Cadd2 C C C And all the boys you drag aboutC Cadd2 Am Am On empty, fallow fountAm Asus2 Em F F G G From Saturdays to Mondays. [Chorus]Dm Dm Dm Dm You hill and valley crowdF F Fadd2 Am Asus2 Hanging your trousers down at heel.Dm Dm Dm F F Fadd2 This is the realest thing, as ancient choirs singAm G A dozen blushing cherubs wheel aboveF F G G C Los Angeles, my love. [Solo] C C C Cadd2 C (x2) [Verse 3]D D D Dsus2 D D D O what a rush of ripe elan!D Dsus2 Bm Bm Languor on divansBm Bsus2 F#m G G A A Dalliant and dainty!D D D Dsus2 D D D But oh the smell of burnt cocaine,D Dsus2 Bm Bm The dolor and decayBm Bsus2 F#m G G A A It only makes me cranky [Chorus]Dm Dm Dm O great calamity,F F Fadd2 Am Asus2 Ditch of iniquity and tearsDm Dm Dm F F Fadd2 How I abhor this place, its sweet and bitter tasteAm G Has left me wretched, wretching on all foursF F G G C Los Angeles, I'm yoursF F G G C Los Angeles, I'm yoursF F G G C Los Angeles, I'm yoursF F G G CF F G G C
Los Angeles Im Yours
The Decemberists
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