2 acessos
B An electric concrete fantasy, where the billboards keep on warning me, B that if I don't keep moving I'll get stuck in this place, where nobody gets out alive. [Solo 1] B G E B G E B G E The dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a cemetery called Los Angeles. B G E The sun holds no regrets, the natives sway under arrest, as all the STARS fall from the sky. [Chorus 1] D B E F# Now we've all sold our souls, we're just waiting for the show to begin here at the edge. [Verse 2] B G E What the hell we doing here, we're everywhere but no one's here, bodies in motion, desperate motion. B G E The angels have all gone insane, I know I'll never be the same, so let it ride, we're going for a ride. [Chorus 2] D B E F# Now we've all sold our souls, we're just waiting for the show to begin here at the edge. D B E F# Now I watch those zombies celebrate, the burning of their favorite hereti-ics... and demigods. [Solo 2] B G E B G E [Outro] B G E The dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a cemetery called Los Angeles. B G E The dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a cemetery called Los Angeles. B G E The dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a cemetery called Los Angeles. B G E The dead all came to play in this metropolitan decay, a cemetery called Los Angeles.