capo 1
E
E E7
I ran down the road, pants down to my knees, screaming please come help me that Canadian
shaman gave a little too much to me
A E
and I'm writing a novel, cause it's never been done before
E E7
First house that I saw, I wrote house up on the door, and told the people who lived
there you have to get out cause my reality is realer than yours
A E
ya there's no time in the present. and there's a black dog on the bed
E E7
Went to the backyard, to burn my only clothes, and then the dog ran out he said you
can't turn nothing into nothing this would be no more
A E
and I'm no doctor, but that monkey might be right
B7 C#m E
and if he is, then I'll be walking him my whole life
E E7
Drove to Malibu, on a dune buggy with Neil, he said you're gonna have to drive me out on
the beach if you ever wanna write for real
A E
and I said I'm sorry, young man what was your name again?
E E7
Everywhere I go in West Hollywood, it's filled with people pretending they don't see the
actress and the actress wishing that they would
A E
we could do ayawaska, baby if I wasn't holding all these drinks
E E7
Something bout the way, Violet whips her hair makes me empty my pockets, I'm cutting the
corners, bumming twenties as if I was the mayor
A E
I don't need any new friends, but I could really use something to do
B7 C#m E
so if you're up for it sometime, I swear you wouldn't have to be my muse
E E7
Heidegger and Sartre, drinking poppy tea, I could have sworn last night I passed out in
my van and now these guys are pouring one for me
A E
I'll never leave the canyon, cause I'm surrounded on all sides
B7 C#m E
by people writing novels, and living on amusement rides
*when playing A in the verse you can throw in an A/F or A7 to make it sound a bit better
