Cifras
I'm Writing A Novel

Tom: F

Introdução:

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