Am                                 Dmaj7
If nothing else, I'm feeling zen
                                         Am
It seems the world is gone to shit again
                                         Dmaj7
So pack your bags, we're leaving soon
                                      A           Am  Dmaj7
I heard they're selling flights to the pink moon
Am                          A
You say your feet are cold, I guess we need to go
Dmaj7                             Am
Somewhere warm on the West Coast
              A                        D
You look at me with that familiar face
                A
You turn around and then you say


[Chorus]
E                               Bm      D
"I think that we should move to San Francisco
 E                           B     D
That's where the happy people go"
 E                      Bm      D
You say you wanna go to San Francisco
 E                 Bm    D
But I, I just don't know
 E                         Bm     D
You say you wanna move to San Francisco
  E                             Bm    D
That's where the pretty people go
 E                              Bm      D
You say you wanna go to San Francisco
 E                   Bm  D
But I, I just don't know
C#m
I just don't know


[Verse 2]
A
I took advice and then I took a trip
D
You said you were born to run, but then I slipped
A
I guess I'm not the boss, oh, no one is
D
So don't be cynical as you purse your lips
A
You look at me and then you say
D
"This Monday feels like a Saturday"
A
So we lie in bed, yeah, we lie awake
D
And as you turn away


[Chorus]
E                          Bm      D
You say you wanna move to San Francisco
                  E            Bm  D
That's where the happy people go
E                        Bm      D
You say you wanna go to San Francisco
    E                Bm    D
But I, I just don't know
B                 A
I just don't know


[Bridge]
                         D
Why won't it be like this
                         A
For another dozen years?
                     D    A
We could live so free
                          Bm
Why won't it be like this
                         C#m
For another dozen years?
              A       Bm   F#m   D
We could live so free


[Chorus]
       E                   Bm      D
You say you wanna move to San Francisco
        E                      Bm   D
That's where the happy people go
         E                  Bm    D
You say you wanna move to San Francisco
        E
But I, I just don't know
              F#m
I just don't know
                 E  Bm
I just don't know
     D            F# E  Bm
I just don't know
     D           E Bm D
I just don't know, know, know


[Outro]
 A                    B
Why won't it be like this
        A              Bm
For another dozen years?
A                   F#m   D
We could live so free