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The essence of this song is the acoustic guitar playing this simple structure
FFF7F7
BbBbFF
and adding this tail after the verse no. 3, 6, 7.
C7DmFF
F FI ran down the road, Fpants down to my knees
Screaming "plF7ease come help me, that Canadian shaman gave a F7little too much to me!"
And I'm writing a Bbnovel Bb
Because it's never been done befFore F
FFirst house that I saw I wrote Fhouse up on the door
And told the F7people who lived there they had to get out "Cause my reF7ality is realer than yours"
And there's no time in the Bbpresent Bb
And there's a black dog on the bFed F
I Fwent to the backyard to Fburn my only clothes
And the dF7og ran out and said "You can't turn nothing into F7nothingness with me no more"
Well I'm no Bbdoctor Bb
but that monkey might be rFight F
And if he C7is Dm
I'll be walking him my whole lFife F F
I Frode to Malibu on a Fdune buggy with Neil
He said "You're F7gonna have to drown me down on the beach if you F7ever want to write the real"
And I said "I'm Bbsorry, Bb
young man, what is your name agFain?"
Now Feverywhere I go Fin West Hollywood
It's filled with F7people pretending they don't see the actress, and the F7actress wishing that they could
We could do AyahuBbasca Bb
Baby if I wasn't holding all these Fdrinks F
FSomething 'bout the way FViolet whips her hair
That makes me F7empty my pockets holding court on the corner burning F7twenties as if I was the mayor
I don't need any Bbnew friends, Momma Bb
But I could really use something to dFo F
So if you're up for it C7sometimes Dm
I swear you wouldn't have to be my mFuse F F F
FHeidegger and Sartre, Fdrinking poppy tea
I could've F7sworn last night I passed out in my van and now these F7guys are pouring one for me
I'll never leave the Bbcanyon, Bb
'cause I'm surrounded on all sFides F
By people writing C7novels Dm
and living on amusement rFides F7
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