Capo: 1 Tuning: E A D G B E

[Verse 1] [mute; bass solo]

^BAn electric concrete fantasy, where the billboards keep on warning me, ^Bthat 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

^BThe dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a ceme^Gtery called Los ^EAngeles. ^BThe sun holds no regrets, the natives sway under arrest, as all the ^GSTARS fall from the ^Esky.

[Chorus 1]

Now we've ^Dall sold our souls, we're just ^Bwaiting for the show to ^Ebegin here at the ^F#edge. [Verse 2] ^BWhat the hell we doing here, we're everywhere but no one's here, bodies in ^Gmotion, desperate ^Emotion. ^BThe angels have all gone insane, I know I'll never be the same, so ^Glet it ride, we're going ^Efor a ride.

[Chorus 2]

Now we've ^Dall sold our souls, we're just ^Bwaiting for the show to ^Ebegin here at the ^F#edge. Now I ^Dwatch those zombies celebrate, the ^Bburning of their favorite here^Eti-ics... and demi^F#gods.

[Solo 2] B G E B G E [Outro]

^BThe dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a ceme^Gtery called Los ^EAngeles. ^BThe dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a ceme^Gtery called Los ^EAngeles. ^BThe dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a ceme^Gtery called Los ^EAngeles. ^BThe dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a ceme^Gtery called Los ^EAngeles.

Strung Out - Cemetery