Leaving La Acoustic chords by Tim Minchin

Tuning: EADGBE

Intro:
Bb Gm Dm Eb9

Verse:
Bb                Gm
Check the locks and leave the keys
Dm                Eb9
Moldy bath masked with Febreeze
      Bb             Gm
Something's dead behind the refrigerator
Dm                   Eb9
Some poor shmuck will deal with it later
Bb             Gm
I've spent the last 10 weeks
Dm                    Eb9
Squeezing out the sponge of friendships, plugging leaks

Prechorus:
Bb                  Eb9b5
I've talked until there's no more to say
Dm     Ebmaj7
I'm going away

Chorus:
Bb     Ebmaj7 Dm#5    Ebmaj7/6
I'm leaving LA,  I'm leaving LA
N.C.
And the tourists say
C7(add9)
Please give me the directions to the Hollywood sign
     Ebmaj7
I always dreamt of coming here to see the Hollywood sign
      C7(add9)
But on their way back down they'll ask
    C7(add9)
Did you have a good time
         Ebmaj7               Ebmaj7
They'll say it's just some frickin' letters on a hill

But Still...   (Interlude is Ebmaj7/Ebmaj9)

(Interlude ends on a Bbmaj7 just before Tim goes back into the verse.)
Bbmaj7

Verse:
Bb                Gm
I wander through the Bronson Caves
      Dm             Eb9
One more OK coffee at The Oak's Gourmet
   Bb             Gm
I'll watch the players at the UCB
         Dm              Eb (solo g note)
Trying to improvise their way out of on WE and on TV as you and me
    Bb             Gm
Walking trails in the creepin' dark
      Dm             Eb9
Off to the observatory in Griffith Park

Prechorus:
    Bb             Eb9b5
There's too much light for stars anyway
Dm            Ebmaj7(add6) Ebmaj7
I'm getting out of this place

Chorus:
Bb     Ebmaj7 Dm#5    Ebmaj7
I'm leaving LA   I'm leaving LA
    C7(add9)
And the studio executives who never made a thing
    Ebmaj7
Blamin' others for their losses, taking credit for their wins
      C7(add9)
Wipin' the blood of dumb artists from their chins
         Ebmaj7
Grinnin' kid you oughtn't take it personally

Bridge:
Gm
On Hollywood and Vine a dime store spiderman
Gm
Shouting at a stoned Emma Stone dressed a la La La Land
Gm                Ebmaj7   Bb/D
And in the distance, in both its glorious dimensions
  Eb9
The sign projects its shadow on a hill

Another rundown on Ebmaj7/Ebmaj9

Verse:
Bbmaj7               Ebmaj7
A Russian bar, machine-gun cops at LAX
        Bb                 Eb9
Malfunctionin' departure board says we're boarding next
Bb                Ebmaj7b5
Belt off, shoes off, jacket off, hat
               Bbmaj7           Ebmaj9
Don't need the attitude but I quite enjoy the subsequent patdown,
            Bb        Ebmaj7
And I'm sat down as the A380 engine roars
               Bb               Eb
Pushed backwards even as this tube of monkeys rumbles forwards

Prechorus:
            Bb            Ebmaj7
I'm looking forward to another twenty hours on a plane
Bb              Ebmaj7
Nothing but crap films on my brain
Bbmaj7         Ebmaj7
I've been going slowly insane
Bbmaj7                 Ebmaj7
I've seen your sport and I don't wanna play
Bb     F/A     Gm         Bb/F    Ebmaj9
I'm getting out of this place, I'm getting out of this place

Chorus:
      Ebmaj7
I'm leaving LA
    C7(add9)
And the actors at gratitude drinking undrinkable juice
    Ebmaj7
And the agents taking ten percent in their sneakers and suits
    C7(add9)
And the writers in their Teslas trying to punch up Act 1
    Ebmaj7
Driving home on the 101 in the relentless SoCal sun
    C7(add9)
And the greedy and the needy and the homeless and the horny
    Ebmaj7
And the deals done on treadmills at 10-6 in the morning
    C7(add9)
And the captain's on the PA saying look for the sign
        Eb9
But I find it's just some frickin' letters on a hill
N.C.
Just some ugly, goddamn letters

Outro:

Bb Gm Dm Eb9

I'm leaving L.A.