F# D#m A#m
F# D#m C#


[Verse 1]
F#                   D#m            A#m
Ride the black cloud over the west coast
  F#     D#m     C#
I fell from like Morning Son
    F#                   D#m                   A#m
You were breathing black clouds laced with the west coast
   F# D#m      C#
You got high enough to try to


[Chorus]
B             C#         D#m        C#   F#
Find your way out to and out of Los Angeles
B             C#         D#m        C#   F#   D#m   B
Find your way out to and out of Los Angeles

B C# D#m C# F#


[Verse 2]
F#               D#m                    A#m
You came to find reigns under the west coast
   F# D#m       C#               F#
After hours, in heavy showers of play
      D#m                  A#m           A#
Under red waves hoping you might choke
   F#  D#m            C#
As you knew, well you must hurt to


[Chorus]
B             C#         D#m        C#   F#
Find your way out to and out of Los Angeles
B             C#         D#m        C#   F#  D#m   B
Find your way out to and out of Los Angeles

B C# D#m C# F#
B C# D#m C# F#



[Bridge]
F# C# D#m B
F# C# D#m B 
F#

                C#                        D#m
They must not hear what you are about to say
                     B    F#
Or we may never gеt away
                C#                        D#m
Come close, whisper, if you arе about to say
                         B
“I’ve gotta get out of L.A."
                         F#
“I’ve gotta get out of L.A."



[Outro]
F# C#

D#m                      B        F# C#
“I’ve gotta get out of L.A."
D#m                      B
“I’ve gotta get out of L.A."
                         F#
“I’ve gotta get out of L.A."