Capo II 

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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 

Chorus I 
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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 

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

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

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

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