Grey In La Chords

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This is what I came up with after hearing this song on the end of the 
Knocked up DVD. (Best part of the whole film... lol)
It is in the right key cos I played along to it once I had it figured out. 
Play it mostly up on the 6th and 8th frets, that way you can go
down to F at the first fret where he sings about the house smelling 
like a wet dog. Have fun

Grey in L.A

          Bb        F          Eb            Bb
When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
              Eb           Bb              F
Cause there's way too much sunshine round here
           Bb        F       Eb            Bb 
I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies
    Eb        F         Bb   
Wherever they always appear

          Bb        F          Eb            Bb
And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down
      Eb          Bb           F
On my carport roof made out of tin
          Bb        F          Eb            Bb
If there's a flood then there's gonna be mudslides
    Eb         F           Bb   
We all have to pay for our sin

Eb         Bb               Eb         Bb 
And I suppose that they'll close canyon roads
      Eb         Bb               F
And the freeways will all start to clog 
     Eb         Bb               Eb         Bb     
And the waters will rise and you won't be surprised
          Eb               Bb                F      
When your whole house smells like your wet dog

          Bb        F          Eb            Bb
When it's grey in L.A. it's much better that way
         Eb         Bb              F
It reminds you that this town's so cruel
          Bb             F             Eb            Bb
Yeah it might feel like fun when you're sportin' sunglasses
     Eb           F             Bb   
But really you're just one more fool

     Bb        F          Eb            Bb
I'm just a chump this whole town's a dump
       Eb            Bb              F
We came out here to dump all our dreams
          Bb        F          Eb            Bb
Of making it big but we're stuck in a sig alert nightmare
    Eb     F                   Bb   
That's just how it seems                                                              

Eb         Bb               Eb         Bb 
And I suppose Laurie David sure knows                                
      Eb         Bb               F
All those cars we drive heat up our earth
Eb         Bb               Eb         Bb 
And sea temperatures rise and those constant blue skies
         Eb          Bb            F     
And brush fires can sure curb your mirth

          Bb        F          Eb            Bb
Brad Grey's in L.A. yeah OK I should stay here
        Eb         Bb               F
There's no place that's better i know
   Bb        F          Eb            Bb
For a wannabe star stuck in a car
  Eb     F                   Bb  
On a freeway with nowhere to go 

Repeat 1st verse