Biography:
Tim Minchin (born 1975) is an Australian comedian, actor, composer, songwriter, pianist, musical director and a self proclaimed rock 'n' roll megastar.
He was born in Northampton, England, and grew up in Perth, Western Australia. He attended UWA (University of Western Australia) before launching onto the world stage at the 2005 Edinburgh Fringe Festival by winning the Best Newcomer Perrier Comedy Award.
His eccentric appearance (wild unkempt hair
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Other songs:
- Canvas Bags
- Darkside
- Drowned
- F Sharp
- F*ck The Poor
- Lullaby
- Naughty
- Not Perfect
- Peace Anthem For Palestine
- Prejudice
- Rock 'n' Roll Nerd
- When I Grow Up
- White Wine In The Sun
- 10 Foot Cock And A Few Hundred Virgins
- 15 Minutes
- 5 Poofs And 2 Pianos
- Beauty
- Brain Cum
- Come Home Cardinal Pell
- Confessions
- Cont
- Dark Side
- Enviromentalism
- Fancy That
- Fat Children
- Fuck The Poor
- Hello
- Hope From Groundhog Day
- I Love Jesus
- If I Had My Time Again From Groundhog Day
- If You Open Your Mind Too Much Your Brain Will Fall Out
- If You Really Loved Me
- Inflatable You
- Its Not Perfect
- Leaving La
- Loud
- Lust Or Outstanding Woman
- My House
- Night Will Come Groundhog Day
- Nothing Can Stop Us Now
- Nothing Changes
- Nothing Ruins Comedy
- Playing Nancy
- Quiet
- Rock N Roll Nerd
- Second Encore
- Seeing You
- So Long As We Are Together
- Some People Have It Worse Than I
- Song For Wossy
- Summer Romance
- Thank You God
- The Fence
- The Good Book
- The Guilt Song
- The Pope Song
- The Song For Phil Daoust
- There Will Be Sun
- Three Minute Song
- White Wine In The Sun Christmas Song
- Woody Allen Jesus
- You Grew On Me
- Youtube Lament
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[Intro]
Bb Gm Dm Eb9
[Verse]
Bb Gm
Check the locks and leave the keys
Dm Eb9
Moldy bath masked with Febreeze
Bb Gm
Something's dead behind the refrigerator
Dm Eb9
Some poor shmuck will deal with it later
Bb Gm
I've spent the last 10 weeks
Dm Eb9
Squeezing out the sponge of friendships, plugging leaks
[Prechorus]
Bb Eb9b5
I've talked until there's no more to say
Dm Ebmaj7
I'm going away
[Chorus]
Bb Ebmaj7 Dm#5 Ebmaj7/6
I'm leaving LA, I'm leaving LA
N.C.
And the tourists say
C7(add9)
Please give me the directions to the Hollywood sign
Ebmaj7
I always dreamt of coming here to see the Hollywood sign
C7(add9)
But on their way back down they'll ask
C7(add9)
Did you have a good time
Ebmaj7 Ebmaj7
They'll say it's just some frickin' letters on a hill
But Still... (Interlude is Ebmaj7/Ebmaj9)
(Interlude ends on a Bbmaj7 just before Tim goes back into the verse.)
Bbmaj7
[Verse]
Bb Gm
I wander through the Bronson Caves
Dm Eb9
One more OK coffee at The Oak's Gourmet
Bb Gm
I'll watch the players at the UCB
Dm Eb (solo g note)
Trying to improvise their way out of on WE and on TV as you and me
Bb Gm
Walking trails in the creepin' dark
Dm Eb9
Off to the observatory in Griffith Park
[Prechorus]
Bb Eb9b5
There's too much light for stars anyway
Dm Ebmaj7(add6) Ebmaj7
I'm getting out of this place
[Chorus]
Bb Ebmaj7 Dm#5 Ebmaj7
I'm leaving LA I'm leaving LA
C7(add9)
And the studio executives who never made a thing
Ebmaj7
Blamin' others for their losses, taking credit for their wins
C7(add9)
Wipin' the blood of dumb artists from their chins
Ebmaj7
Grinnin' kid you oughtn't take it personally
[Bridge]
Gm
On Hollywood and Vine a dime store spiderman
Gm
Shouting at a stoned Emma Stone dressed a la La La Land
Gm Ebmaj7 Bb/D
And in the distance, in both its glorious dimensions
Eb9
The sign projects its shadow on a hill
Another rundown on Ebmaj7/Ebmaj9
[Verse]
Bbmaj7 Ebmaj7
A Russian bar, machine-gun cops at LAX
Bb Eb9
Malfunctionin' departure board says we're boarding next
Bb Ebmaj7b5
Belt off, shoes off, jacket off, hat
Bbmaj7 Ebmaj9
Don't need the attitude but I quite enjoy the subsequent patdown,
Bb Ebmaj7
And I'm sat down as the A380 engine roars
Bb Eb
Pushed backwards even as this tube of monkeys rumbles forwards
[Prechorus]
Bb Ebmaj7
I'm looking forward to another twenty hours on a plane
Bb Ebmaj7
Nothing but crap films on my brain
Bbmaj7 Ebmaj7
I've been going slowly insane
Bbmaj7 Ebmaj7
I've seen your sport and I don't wanna play
Bb F/A Gm Bb/F Ebmaj9
I'm getting out of this place, I'm getting out of this place
[Chorus]
Ebmaj7
I'm leaving LA
C7(add9)
And the actors at gratitude drinking undrinkable juice
Ebmaj7
And the agents taking ten percent in their sneakers and suits
C7(add9)
And the writers in their Teslas trying to punch up Act 1
Ebmaj7
Driving home on the 101 in the relentless SoCal sun
C7(add9)
And the greedy and the needy and the homeless and the horny
Ebmaj7
And the deals done on treadmills at 10-6 in the morning
C7(add9)
And the captain's on the PA saying look for the sign
Eb9
But I find it's just some frickin' letters on a hill
N.C.
Just some ugly, goddamn letters
[Outro]
Bb Gm Dm Eb9
I'm leaving L.A.
Bb
Bb Gm Dm Eb9
[Verse]
Bb Gm
Check the locks and leave the keys
Dm Eb9
Moldy bath masked with Febreeze
Bb Gm
Something's dead behind the refrigerator
Dm Eb9
Some poor shmuck will deal with it later
Bb Gm
I've spent the last 10 weeks
Dm Eb9
Squeezing out the sponge of friendships, plugging leaks
[Prechorus]
Bb Eb9b5
I've talked until there's no more to say
Dm Ebmaj7
I'm going away
[Chorus]
Bb Ebmaj7 Dm#5 Ebmaj7/6
I'm leaving LA, I'm leaving LA
N.C.
And the tourists say
C7(add9)
Please give me the directions to the Hollywood sign
Ebmaj7
I always dreamt of coming here to see the Hollywood sign
C7(add9)
But on their way back down they'll ask
C7(add9)
Did you have a good time
Ebmaj7 Ebmaj7
They'll say it's just some frickin' letters on a hill
But Still... (Interlude is Ebmaj7/Ebmaj9)
(Interlude ends on a Bbmaj7 just before Tim goes back into the verse.)
Bbmaj7
[Verse]
Bb Gm
I wander through the Bronson Caves
Dm Eb9
One more OK coffee at The Oak's Gourmet
Bb Gm
I'll watch the players at the UCB
Dm Eb (solo g note)
Trying to improvise their way out of on WE and on TV as you and me
Bb Gm
Walking trails in the creepin' dark
Dm Eb9
Off to the observatory in Griffith Park
[Prechorus]
Bb Eb9b5
There's too much light for stars anyway
Dm Ebmaj7(add6) Ebmaj7
I'm getting out of this place
[Chorus]
Bb Ebmaj7 Dm#5 Ebmaj7
I'm leaving LA I'm leaving LA
C7(add9)
And the studio executives who never made a thing
Ebmaj7
Blamin' others for their losses, taking credit for their wins
C7(add9)
Wipin' the blood of dumb artists from their chins
Ebmaj7
Grinnin' kid you oughtn't take it personally
[Bridge]
Gm
On Hollywood and Vine a dime store spiderman
Gm
Shouting at a stoned Emma Stone dressed a la La La Land
Gm Ebmaj7 Bb/D
And in the distance, in both its glorious dimensions
Eb9
The sign projects its shadow on a hill
Another rundown on Ebmaj7/Ebmaj9
[Verse]
Bbmaj7 Ebmaj7
A Russian bar, machine-gun cops at LAX
Bb Eb9
Malfunctionin' departure board says we're boarding next
Bb Ebmaj7b5
Belt off, shoes off, jacket off, hat
Bbmaj7 Ebmaj9
Don't need the attitude but I quite enjoy the subsequent patdown,
Bb Ebmaj7
And I'm sat down as the A380 engine roars
Bb Eb
Pushed backwards even as this tube of monkeys rumbles forwards
[Prechorus]
Bb Ebmaj7
I'm looking forward to another twenty hours on a plane
Bb Ebmaj7
Nothing but crap films on my brain
Bbmaj7 Ebmaj7
I've been going slowly insane
Bbmaj7 Ebmaj7
I've seen your sport and I don't wanna play
Bb F/A Gm Bb/F Ebmaj9
I'm getting out of this place, I'm getting out of this place
[Chorus]
Ebmaj7
I'm leaving LA
C7(add9)
And the actors at gratitude drinking undrinkable juice
Ebmaj7
And the agents taking ten percent in their sneakers and suits
C7(add9)
And the writers in their Teslas trying to punch up Act 1
Ebmaj7
Driving home on the 101 in the relentless SoCal sun
C7(add9)
And the greedy and the needy and the homeless and the horny
Ebmaj7
And the deals done on treadmills at 10-6 in the morning
C7(add9)
And the captain's on the PA saying look for the sign
Eb9
But I find it's just some frickin' letters on a hill
N.C.
Just some ugly, goddamn letters
[Outro]
Bb Gm Dm Eb9
I'm leaving L.A.
Bb
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