West Coast

	  		 
 

Intro: Em, G, Am, Em 

VERSE 
           Em 
I'm from a different type of left land 
G        Am 
Old Wild West land 
Em 
Nosebleeds, palms trees, and tumble weeds rustling 
Em                          G               Am 
Outside they say it's happy here but it's depressing 
Em 
To many pretty face catching my attention 
     Em                     G           Am 
So I look at them, remind myself in the smudged glass 
     Em 
That pretty isn't everything, you punk ass 
               Em 
Always hard to see past the surface 
        G        Am 
When it looks so perfect 
        Em        Am               Em 
But her eyes will disguise dirt on purpose 

You listening? 
Em             G         Am 
I grew up here under the sun 
         Em 
In grade school I was the odd one out of the bunch 
            Em                        G        Am 
And I don't mean I was the kid to eat bugs for lunch 
          Em                               Am           Em 
I was the one who wasn't coming from where their coming from 
Em                     G              Am     
I speak poetically and never pride my ignorance 
Em 
But this California shit is rigorous 
              Em                       G    
They say it's happy here, happiness is figurative 
    Am             Em         
I'm happy cause of me doesn't matter where I'm living 

 
       Em      G   Am     Em 
If the sun was god I'd be covered in faith 
       Em            G     Am     Em 
If the ocean was the devil I'd be covered in hate 
G   Am      Em 
I'm so west coast, it's a god damn shame (x2) 
 

VERSE 
           Em                    G            Am 
I'm waking up underneath sheets, naked, still sweating 
Em 
Slept in late so everybody else is ready 
   Em                        G         Am          Em 
My friend called up he said "Hurry up, Buddy, it's almost sun down already". 
            Em 
So I hopped up 
                  G 
I went and washed up 
  Am           Em 
I ate some pasta then I gave my mom hugs 
               Em                 G           Am 
Then I thought uh it's gonna be a pretty nice night 
    Em           Am         Em 
But pretty isn't everything right? 
             Em 
Golden state mind 
              G  
I'm taking my time 
Am          Em 
Plain white shirt and a skinny black tie 
           Em                     G 
My top let down when I get picked up 
Am  Em 
P.C.H so California 
                Em 
Maybe they were right 
          G         Am 
Happiness is a warm gun 
    Em 
But before you shoot please warn us 
            Am 
Life is too fun 

California will you marry me? 
    Am 
Let god be the sun 
                                  Em                         
And then the ocean they shall bury me 

 
       Em      G   Am     Em 
If the sun was god I'd be covered in faith 
       Em            G     Am     Em 
If the ocean was the devil I'd be covered in hate 
G   Am      Em 
I'm so west coast it's a god damn shame (x4)