Tim Minchin - Leaving la
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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
Bb Gm Dm Eb9
[Verse]
BbCheck the locks and leave the keysGm
DmMoldy bath masked with Febreeze Eb9
Something's Bbdead behind the refrigeratoGmr
DmSome poor shmuck will deal with it lateEb9r
BbI've spent the last 10 weekGms
DmSqueezing out the sponge of friendships, pEb9lugging leaks
[Prechorus]
Bb Eb9b5
I've talked until there's no more to say
DmI'm going aEbmaj7way
[Chorus]
Bb Ebmaj7 Dm#5 Ebmaj7/6
I'm leaving LA, I'm leaving LA
But Still... (Interlude is Ebmaj7/Ebmaj9)
(Interlude ends on a Bbmaj7 just before Tim goes back into the verse.)
Bbmaj7
[Verse]
N.C.
And the tourists say C7(add9)Please give me the directions to the Hollywood sign I always Ebmaj7dreamt of coming here to see the Hollywood sign But on theirC7(add9) way back down they'll ask Did you C7(add9)have a good time They'll say it's Ebmaj7just some frickin' letters on a hillEbmaj7BbI wander through the Bronson CaveGms
One more OK Dmcoffee at The Oak's GourmetEb9
I'll Bbwatch the players at the UCBGm
Dm Eb (solo g note)
Trying to improvise their way out of on WE and on TV as you and me
WalkingBb trails in the creepin' darkGm
Off to the Dmobservatory in Griffith ParEb9k
[Prechorus]
Bb Eb9b5
There's too much light for stars anyway
DmI'm getting out of this pEbmaj7(add6)lace Ebmaj7
[Chorus]
Bb Ebmaj7 Dm#5 Ebmaj7
I'm leaving LA I'm leaving LA
And the C7(add9)studio executives who never made a thing
Blamin' Ebmaj7others for their losses, taking credit for their wins
Wipin' the C7(add9)blood of dumb artists from their chins
Grinnin' kid you Ebmaj7oughtn't take it personally
[Bridge]
GmOn Hollywood and Vine a dime store spiderman
GmShouting at a stoned Emma Stone dressed a la La La Land
GmAnd in the distance, in both its Ebmaj7glorious dimBb/Densions
The Eb9sign projects its shadow on a hill
Another rundown on Ebmaj7/Ebmaj9
[Verse]
Bbmaj7A Russian bar, machine-gun cops at Ebmaj7LAX
Malfunctionin' Bbdeparture board says we're boarding Eb9next
Bb Ebmaj7b5
Belt off, shoes off, jacket off, hat
Don't need the attitude but IBbmaj7 quite enjoy the subsequent Ebmaj9patdown,
And I'm sat down as the BbA380 engine roarsEbmaj7
Pushed backwards even as this Bbtube of monkeys rumbles forwardEbs
[Prechorus]
I'm looking forward to Bbanother twenty hours on a Ebmaj7plane
BbNothing but crap films on my Ebmaj7brain
Bbmaj7I've been going slowly Ebmaj7insane
Bbmaj7I've seen your sport and I don't wanna Ebmaj7play
BbI'm getting F/Aout of this Gmplace, I'm getting Bb/Fout of this Ebmaj9place
[Chorus]
I'm leaving Ebmaj7LA
And the C7(add9)actors at gratitude drinking undrinkable juice
And the Ebmaj7agents taking ten percent in their sneakers and suits
And the C7(add9)writers in their Teslas trying to punch up Act 1
Driving Ebmaj7home on the 101 in the relentless SoCal sun
And the C7(add9)greedy and the needy and the homeless and the horny
And the Ebmaj7deals done on treadmills at 10-6 in the morning
And the C7(add9)captain's on the PA saying look for the sign
But I find it's Eb9just some frickin' letters on a hill
[Outro]
Bb Gm Dm Eb9
I'm leaving L.A.
Bb
N.C.
Just some ugly, goddamn letters