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)