Brandon Flowers - Welcome to fabulous las vegas

^Dadd9You woke up in the rusted frame Of a b^Gurned out old ^Dadd9Deville ^Dadd9Your legs are shot and they're ^Bmflushed with pain ^GBut you can't keep them^Dadd9 still ^AThe sun sets and^G you're afraid Of the ^Gitching in your ^Dadd9skin ^Dadd9You stumble down the boulevard Of ^Gneon encrusted^Dadd9 temples ^Dadd9You're looking for the ^Bmgrace of God In the ^Garms of a fellow s^Atranger Disciples ^Ahand you catalogues of c^Goncubines As you.. ^Bmstumble down the ^Gboulevard cry-i^Emng &q^Duot;^AHo---sanna"

^F#mWelcome to ^Gfabulo^Aus ^GWelcome to ^Afabulou^Ds ^GLas ^AVega^Ds ^DGive us your ^Gdreamers, your ^G2harlots and your ^Asins ^DLas^G....^A. Veg^Bmas ^DDidn't nobody ^Gtell you the ^Ahouse will always ^Dwin?

^DCameras on the ceiling tile no ^Gplace for you to ^Dhide ^DIt's a hundred seven and you're ^Bmlooking for shade That no ^Gpalm tree can ^Aprovide

But there's a little ^Ggirl you remember back in Tenne^Dssee ^F#mYou have this reoccuring ^Gdream Where you see her ^Eplaying hide and ^Aseek ^A2 With a ^Bmwoman w^Aho used to ^Gknow ^F#myou very we^All

^ASunsets and ^Gneon lights ^ACall girls and ^Gneon lights ^ABlack jack and ^Glady luck ^ACocaine and ^Glady luck Y^Aou call upon her on ^F#holy knees to-n^Dight (CHORUS) In^G Las ^AVega^Ds Give us your ^Gdreamers, your ^G2harlots and your ^Asins ^DLas^G..... ^AVeg^Bmas ^DDidn't nobody ^Gtell you? ^EDidn't nobody ^Atell you? ^F#Didn't nobody t^Bmell you ^Gthe ^Ahouse will alway^Ds win