West Coast Chords by The Neighbourhood

Tempo:
78 bpm
Chords used:

Fm

Bbm

F

Ab

Bb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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West Coast - The Neighbourhood Lyrics chords
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[Fm] [Bbm]
[Fm]
[Bbm]
[Fm] [Ab]
[Fm] I'm from a different [C] type of left land, old [Bbm] wild [F] west land, nosebleeds, palm trees, and tumbleweeds wrestling.
Outsiders say it's happy here, but it's depressing.
Too many pretty faces catching my attention, so I look [Fm] at them, remind myself in the smudge
glass that pretty isn't everything, you punk ass.
Always hard to see past the surface when it looks so perfect, but our eyes will disguise
[F] dirt on purpose, you [Fm] listening?
I grew up here, under the sun, in grade school, I was the odd one out of the bunch, and I
don't mean I was the kid to eat bugs for lunch, [F] I was the one who wasn't coming from where
they're coming from.
I speak poetically, and [Bbm] never pride my [Fm] ignorance, but this California shit is rigorous.
They say it's happy here, happiness is figurative, I'm happy cause of me, it doesn't matter where I'm living.
If the sun was God, I'd be covered in faith, if the ocean was the [Bbm] devil, [Fm] I'd be covered in hate.
I'm so red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame, I'm [Bbm] so [Fm] red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame.
I'm waking up underneath sheets, naked, still [F] sweating, slept in late so everybody else is ready.
My friend called up, he said, hurry up, buddy, it's all ready.
So I hopped up, [Fm] I went and washed up, I ate some pasta, then I gave my mom hugs, and then
I thought, uh, it's gonna be a pretty [Bb] nice night.
[F] But pretty isn't everything, right?
Golden [Fm] state mind, I'm taking my time, plain [F] white shirt and a skinny black tie, my top
leg down when I get picked [Bb] up.
[F] BCH, so California, maybe [Fm] they were right, happiness is a warm gun, [F] but before you shoot,
please warn us, life is too fun.
California, [Bb] will you marry [Fm] me?
Let God be the sun, and in the ocean they shall bury me.
If the sun was [Db] God, [Fm] I'd be covered in faith.
If the ocean [Ab] was the devil, [Fm] I'd be covered in hate.
I'm [Bbm] so [Fm] red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame, I'm so red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame.
I'm [Bbm] so [Fm] red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame, I'm so red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame.
[Bbm]
[Fm]
[Bbm]
[Fm]
I'm [Bbm] so [Fm] red [Ab]-clothed.
[Fm] [Bbm]
[Fm]
Key:  
Fm
123111111
Bbm
13421111
F
134211111
Ab
134211114
Bb
12341111
Fm
123111111
Bbm
13421111
F
134211111
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To learn The Neighbourhood - West Coast chords, your first step should be understanding these chords - Bb, Fm, Ab, F, Fm and Bb in sequence. I suggest starting at a calm pace of 39 BPM, and as you gain confidence, approach the song's BPM of 78. Configure the capo to your vocal range and chord preference, remembering the key of Ab Major.

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[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ I'm from a different [C] type of left land, old [Bbm] wild [F] west land, nosebleeds, palm trees, and tumbleweeds wrestling.
Outsiders say it's happy here, but it's depressing.
Too many pretty faces catching my attention, so I look [Fm] at them, remind myself in the smudge
glass that pretty isn't everything, you punk ass.
Always hard to see past the surface when it looks so perfect, but our eyes will disguise
[F] dirt on purpose, you [Fm] listening?
I grew up here, under the sun, in grade school, I was the odd one out of the bunch, and I
don't mean I was the kid to eat bugs for lunch, [F] I was the one who wasn't coming from where
they're coming from.
I speak poetically, and [Bbm] never pride my [Fm] ignorance, but this California shit is rigorous.
They say it's happy here, happiness is figurative, I'm happy cause of me, it doesn't matter where I'm living. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ If the sun was God, I'd be covered in faith, if the ocean was the [Bbm] devil, [Fm] I'd be covered in hate.
_ _ I'm so red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame, I'm [Bbm] so [Fm] red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame.
I'm waking up underneath sheets, naked, still [F] sweating, slept in late so everybody else is ready.
My friend called up, he said, hurry up, buddy, it's all ready.
So I hopped up, [Fm] I went and washed up, I ate some pasta, then I gave my mom hugs, and then
I thought, uh, it's gonna be a pretty [Bb] nice night.
[F] But pretty isn't everything, right?
Golden [Fm] state mind, I'm taking my time, plain [F] white shirt and a skinny black tie, my top
leg down when I get picked [Bb] up.
[F] BCH, so California, maybe [Fm] they were right, happiness is a warm gun, [F] but before you shoot,
please warn us, life is too fun.
California, [Bb] will you marry [Fm] me?
Let God be the sun, and in the ocean they shall bury me. _ _ _
_ _ If the sun was [Db] God, [Fm] I'd be covered in faith.
If the ocean [Ab] was the devil, [Fm] I'd be covered in hate.
_ I'm [Bbm] so [Fm] red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame, I'm so red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame.
I'm [Bbm] so [Fm] red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame, I'm so red-clothed, it's a goddamn shame.
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[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] so [Fm] red _ _ _ _ _ [Ab]-clothed.
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _
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