____________________ / Rufus Wainwright / I think this song is a sarcastic comment to the / California / synthetic life in California. It is a harsh criticism / Poses / of the materialism and the twisted entertainment /___________________/ industry existing there. Chords: A E F#m7 B7 F# F#m E7 Bm7 Am e:---0----0----2----2----2----2----0----2----0----: B:---2----0----5----4----2----2----3----3----1----: G:---2----1----2----2----3----2----1----2----2----: D:---2----2----2----4----4----4----0----4----2----: A:---0----2----4----2----4----4----2----2----0----: E:--------0----2---------2----2----0--------------: Intro: | A E | A E | A E | A E | Verse: | A E | A E | A E | F#m7 B7 | | A E | A E | A E | F#m7 | Chorus: | F# | F#m | F# | F#m | B7 | | A E | A E | A E | B7 | Verse Chorus (end on E7 instead of B7) Bridge: | F#m | B7 | F#m | B7 | | F#m | B7 | Bm7 | A | Am | | E | F#m7 | B7 | B7 | Guitar solo: (Verse) Also check out my guitar pro tab of the solo: A E A E A E F#m7 B7 |------7-------7---|------7-----7-----|--------7-----7---|-11-12-9------------| |-10-----9---------|-10-----9-------9-|---10-----9-------|---------12---10-9\-| |----9-------9---9-|----9-----9---9---|------9-----9-----|--------------------| |------------------|------------------|------------------|--------------------| |------------------|------------------|------------------|--------------------| |------------------|------------------|------------------|--------------------| A E A E A E F#m7 |--------7-----7---|------7-----7-----|--------7-----7---|-12-11-9-------------| |---10-----9-------|-10-----9-------9-|---10-----9-------|---------12--10-9----| |------9-----9---9-|----9-----9---9---|------9-----9-----|------------------11-| |------------------|------------------|------------------|---------------------| |------------------|------------------|------------------|---------------------| |------------------|------------------|------------------|---------------------| Breakdown-Chorus: | F# | F#m | F# | F#m | choir-break | Bridge (cut the first F#m and the last B7 at the end) Outro: ||: A E | A E | A E | B7 :|| 3x | A E | A E |, and then in freetime: Asus2 E F#m11 B7 (Am) E |-0-----:-0-----:-2-----:-----2---:------------------------4---: |-0-----:-0-----:-0-----:----4----:--1---------------------5---: |-2-----:-1-----:-2-----:---2-----:------------------------4---: |-2-----:-2-----:-2-----:--4------:------------0---2---4---6---: |-0-----:-2-----:-0-----:-2-------:-0---2--3-------------------: |-------:-0-----:-2-----:---------:----------------------------: California, California You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed Big time rollers, part time models So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead I don't know this sea of neon Thousands suffer, whiffs of freon And big nights back east with Rhoda California, please There's a moment I've been saving A kind of crucifix around this munchkin land Up north freezing, little me drooling That's entertainment's on at eight Come on Ginger slam I don't know this sea of neon Thousands suffer, whiffs of freon And my new grandma Bea Arthur Come on ever Ain't it a shame that at the top Peanut butter and jam they served you Ain't it a shame that at the top Still those soft skin boys can bruise you Yeah, I fell for a streaker, oh no I don't know this sea of neon Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon Ain't it a shame That all the world can't enjoy your mad traditions Ain't it a shame That all the world don't got keys to their own ignitions Life is the longest death in California California You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead Jon Sebastian Frederiksen - 2st /May /09 Just mail me at Maitinin@gmail.com with questions, comments and corrections!