[ Предположительная тональность: C ] When playing the C, alternate with G my moving your top fingers to the G position; standard folk thing to do. C If it's true, oh, what they say F That good things come to those who wait G F Then how exactly do you explain C G C All those poor, dumb bastards in L.A. C They came for stardom They came for fame F Now they got holes inside their brains G F From freebasing cocaine C G C All those poor, dumb bastards in L.A. C They're ghosts and robots Complacent broads F And all the girls have implants And they're all blonde G F There are no sunsets, there are no dawns C G C In that sad, sad place they call L.A. Take it away, Nick Do a whistle solo C, F, G, F, C, G, C (as in the verse pattern) [Whistles] C They came for stardom They came for fame F And they've got holes in their brains G F From freebasing cocaine C G C Those poor, dumb bastards in L.A. C G C Those poor, dumb bastards in L.A. F G C In that sad, sucky shithole they call L.A.