G	   D
Another night at the Palace,
C		C7		G    D 	       C    Cadd9
'cause there is nothing else to do.  (Whoa, whoa)
G		     D
The same people, the same drinks
       C
and the same music,
C7
the same quicksand.
G	      D		        C
I think this harbour town is waist
		     Cm7
deep and sinking fast.
 
CHORUS:
G	D     C
Hello city,  You've found
      C7		G     	      D		    C     Cadd9
an enemy in me.   (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
G	D     C               C7
Hello city, (Hello city,) hello city.
 
G	  D
Second night at the Warehouse,
C		C7		G       D      C     C7
and my mock turtleneck just reeks. (Whoa, whoa)
G			D
>From the liquor room to the changeroom
C			C7		G
to the doom and gloom of the hotel room,
	      D
I wish this seaside beerhall would
C	        Cm7
sink into the bay.
 
CHORUS
 
Maybe I caught you at a bad time,
maybe I should call you back next week,
maybe half the fault was mine that
the sun didn't shine on Barrington Street.
 
G	       D			  C
It's three o'clock in the morning,
	  C7		 G   D        C     Cadd9
and I'm hungry so let's eat. (Whoa, whoa)
G			    D
Climb down three flights to the streetlights
C		    C7			       G
and the barfights, we're just taking in the sights.
	         D		  C		         Cm7
I hope tomorrow that I wake up in my own bed.
 
CHORUS
 
              		G
What a good place to be,
	   D
don't believe them,
		C
'Cause they speak a different language
	 C7			G
and it's never been happy for me. (It's happy hour
          D     C     Cadd9
again, whoa, whoa)
GD		    G	    D      C     C7
It's Happy Hour again.  (Whoa, whoa)
G	D
Hello city,
C      Cm7    G
 hello city.
 
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 HELLO CITY - Barenaked Ladies
  
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Hello city . . .
 
Rock Spectacle version, diff key

A         E
Another night at the Palace,
D      D7      A    E         D    Dadd9
'cause there is nothing else to do.  Whoa, whoa
A           E
The same people, the same drinks
       D
and the same music,
D7
the same quicksand.
A            E         D
I think this harbour town is waist
            Dm7
deep and sinking fast.
 
CHORUS:
A      E     D
Hello city,  You've found
      D7       A             E     D     Dadd9
an enemy in me.   Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
A      E     D               D7
Hello city, Hello city, hello city.
 
A        E
Second night at the Warehouse,
D      D7      A       E      D     D7
and my mock turtleneck just reeks. Whoa, whoa
A      E
>From the liquor room to the changeroom
D      D7      A
to the doom and gloom of the hotel room,
             E
I wish this seaside beerhall would
D              Dm7
sink into the bay.
 
CHORUS
 
Maybe I caught you at a bad time,
maybe I should call you back next week,
maybe half the fault was mine that
the sun didn't shine on Barrington Street.
 
A             E  D
It's three o'clock in the morning,
         D7     A   E        D     Dadd9
and I'm hungry so let's eat. Whoa, whoa
A          E
Climb down three flights to the streetlights
D          D7         A
and the barfights, we're just taking in the sights.
                E        D              Dm7
I hope tomorrow that I wake up in my own bed.
 
CHORUS
 
               A
What a good place to be,
          E
don't believe them,
       D
'Cause they speak a different language
        D7     A
and it's never been happy for me. It's happy hour
          E     D     Dadd9
again, whoa, whoa
AE         A       E      D     D7
It's Happy Hour again.  Whoa, whoa
A      E
Hello city,
D      Dm7    A
 hello city.