I'm Writing A Novel Acoustic Chords by Father John Misty

I'm Writing A Novel Acoustic by Father John Misty

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Intro: F


Verse 1: 

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                                   F 
And I'm writing a novel, 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                                      F
And there's no time in the present, 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                               F
Well I'm no doctor, but that monkey might be right
          C7  Dm                                F
And if he is.......I'll be walking him my whole life


Verse 2: 

  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                                      F          
And I said "I'm sorry, young man, what was 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                                       F
We could do ayahuasca, 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                                                      F 
I don't need any new friends, Mamma, but I could really use something to do
                       C7    Dm                                      F
So if you're up for it sometimes, I swear you wouldn't have to be my muse


Verse 3: 

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                                  F  
I'll never leave the canyon, cause I'm surrounded on all sides        
                  C7  Dm                               F
By people writing novels,...and living on amusement rides

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