I'm Writing A Novel

The essence of this song is the acoustic guitar playing this simple structure | F | F | F7 | F7 | | Bb | Bb | F | F | and adding this tail after the verse no. 3, 6, 7. | C7 | Dm | F | F | F F F I ran down the road, pants down to my knees F7 F7 Screaming "please come help me, that Canadian shaman gave a little too much to me!" Bb Bb And I'm writing a novel F F Because it's never been done before F F First house that I saw I wrote house up on the door F7 F7 And told the people who lived there they had to get out "Cause my reality is realer than yours" Bb Bb And there's no time in the present F F And there's a black dog on the bed F F I went to the backyard to burn my only clothes F7 F7 And the dog ran out and said "You can't turn nothing into nothingness with me no more" Bb Bb Well I'm no doctor F F but that monkey might be right C7 Dm And if he is F F F I'll be walking him my whole life F F I rode to Malibu on a dune buggy with Neil F7 F7 He said "You're gonna have to drown me down on the beach if you ever want to write the real" Bb Bb And I said "I'm sorry, F young man, what is your name again?" F F Now everywhere I go in West Hollywood F7 F7 It's filled with people pretending they don't see the actress, and the actress wishing that they could Bb Bb We could do Ayahuasca F F Baby if I wasn't holding all these drinks F F Something 'bout the way Violet whips her hair F7 F7 That makes me empty my pockets holding court on the corner burning twenties as if I was the mayor Bb Bb I don't need any new friends, Momma F F But I could really use something to do C7 Dm So if you're up for it sometimes F F F F I swear you wouldn't have to be my muse F F Heidegger and Sartre, drinking poppy tea F7 F7 I could've sworn last night I passed out in my van and now these guys are pouring one for me Bb Bb I'll never leave the canyon, F F 'cause I'm surrounded on all sides C7 Dm By people writing novels F F7 and living on amusement rides