Loudon Wainwright III – Grey In La (Guitar)

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When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way

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Cause there's way too much sunshine round here

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I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies

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Whenever they always appear

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And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down

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On my carport roof made out of tin

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If there's a flood then there's gonna be mudslides

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We all have to pay for our sin

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And I suppose that they'll close canyon roads

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And the freeways will all start to clog

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And the waters will rise and you won't be surprised

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When your whole house smells like your wet dog

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When it's grey in L.A. it's much better that way

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It reminds you that this town's so cruel

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Yeah it might feel like fun when you're sportin' sunglasses

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But really you're one more fool

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Now I'm just a chump And this whole town's a dump

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We came out here to dump all our dreams

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Of making it big but we're stuck in a singular nightmare

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That's just how it seems

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And I suppose Laurie David sure knows

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All those cars we drive heat up our earth

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And sea temperatures rise and those constant blue skies

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And brush fires can sure curb your mirth

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Brad Grey's in L.A. yeah OK I should stay

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There's no place that's better I know

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For a wannabe star stuck in a car

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On a freeway with nowhere to go

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When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way

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Cause there's way too much sunshine round here

        G          D          C           G       
I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies

    C         D      G
Whenever they always appear