Southern California Wants To Be Western New York chords

[G]There's a part of the country could drop [Bm]off tomorrow [C]in an earth[D]quake,
[G]Yeah, it's out there on the cutting [Bm]edge, the people [C]move, the [D]sidewalks shake.
[Em]And there's another part of the co[Bm]untry with a land[C] that gentl[D]y creaks and thuds,
W[Em]here the heavy snows make faucets [Bm]leak in bathrooms w[C]ith free-[D]standing tubs.
They'[G]re in houses that are haunted, the[Bm] with kids who [C]lie awak[D]e and think [Em]about
All the generations past who [C]used to use that [D]dripping [G]sink.

[Em]And sometimes one place wants to sli[Bm]p into the ot[C]her just[D] to see
[Em]What it's like to trade its demons[Bm] for the restless [C]ghost of Mrs. Ogi[D]lvey,
She[G] used to pick the mint from her front yar[Bm]d to dress the Sun[C]day por[D]k,
Som[G]etimes southern California wa[D]nts to be[C] west[G]ern New York.

[G]It wants to have a family business in she[Bm]et metal or p[C]ower tools,[D]
[G]It wants to have a diner where the c[Bm]offee tastes like[C] diesel fu[D]el,
[Em]And it wants to find the glory of [Bm]a town they say h[C]as hit the [D]skids,
A[Em]nd it wants to have a snow day tha[Bm]t will turn its par[C]ents into[D] kids,
And i[G]t's embarrassed, but it's lusting [Bm]after a SUNY st[C]udent wi[D]th mousy bro[Em]wn hair who is
Taking out the compost, makin[C]g coffee in long [D]underwear[G] .

[Em]And southern California says to save[Bm] a place, I'l[C]l meet y[D]ou there,
[Em]And it tried to pack up its Miata,[Bm] all it could fit [C]was a[D] prayer,
Som[G]etimes the stakes are bogus, sometimes[Bm] the fast lane hit[C]s a for[D]k,
Som[G]etimes southern California wa[D]nts to be[C] western New Y[G]ork.

[Em]Tempe, Arizona thinks the Everglades[Bm] are greener [C]and wett[D]er,
[Em]And Washington, D.C. thinks that A[Bm]tlanta integrated [C]bette[D]r,
But[G] I think that southern California has [Bm]more pain that we [C]can say[D] ,
'Ca[G]use it wants to travel back i[D11]n time, but[C] it just can't leav[G]e L.A.

[G]But now I hear they've got a theme park p[Bm]lanned, desig[C]ned to make[D] you gasp and say,
[G]Oh, I bet that crumbling mill town w[Bm]as a booming mill[C] town in i[D]ts day,
[Em]And the old investors scoff at thi[Bm]s, but the young [C]ones hope t[D]hey'll take a chance,
A[Em]nd they promise it will make more [Bm]dough than Mickey M[C]ouse in n[D]orthern France,
And t[G]he planners planned an opening day[Bm] , a town histor[C]ian will[D] host, [Em]
And the waitresses look like [C]waitresses who wa[D]nt to lea[G]ve for the west coast.

[Em]And they'll have puttering on rainy [Bm]weekends, aut[C]umn days that make you[D] feel sad,
[Em]They'll have hundred year old plum[Bm]bing and the famil[C]y you never [D]had,
And[G] a Niagara River clean-up concert and [Bm]a bundle-bearing s[C]tork, [D]
And[G] I hear they've got a menu pl[D11]anned, it's[C] trés western New [G]York.