Rufus Wainwright - California

^ACalifor^Enia, ^ACalif^Eornia ^AYou're such a w^Eonder that I th^Bink I'll stay in bed ^ABig time ro^Ellers, ^Apart time m^Eodels ^ASo much to pl^Eunder That I t^B7hink I'll sleep instead

^F#I don't know this s^F#mea of neon ^F#Thousand surfers, ^F#mwhiffs of Freon And ^Bbig nights back east with R^Ahoda ^{E A}Califo^Erni^Aa p^Elea^B7se

^AThere's a m^Eoment ^AI've been s^Eaving ^AA kind of cr^Eucifix arou^Bnd this munchkin land ^AUp north fre^Eezing, lit^Atle me dr^Eooling ^AThat's Entert^Eainment's on at eight ^BCome on Ginger slam

^F#I don't know this s^F#mea of neon ^F#Thousand surfers, ^F#mwhiffs of Freon And m^By new grandma Bea A^Arthur ^{E A}Come on ov^Eer ^{A E B7}

^F#mAin't it a sh^Bame that at the top ^F#mPeanut butter and j^Bam they served you ^F#mAin't it a shame th^Bat at the top

^F#mStill those soft skin b^Amoys can bruise you ^EYes I fe^F#mll for a st^B7reaker

^F#I don't know this s^F#mea of neon ^F#Thousand surfers, w^F#mhiffs of freon

Ain't it a s^Bhame That all^F#m the world can't^B enjoy your mad traditions ^F#mAin't it^B a shame that all the world ^F#mDon't go^Amt keys to their own ignitions ^ELife is ^F#mthe lon^Bgest death in California

^AYou're such a w^Eonder that I th^Bink I'll^A st^Eay in bed ^ASo much to pl^Eunder That I t^B7hink I'll sleep instea^Amd ^E