[00:03.89]I ran down the road, pants down to my knees
[00:09.23]Screaming "please come help me,
[00:11.60]that Canadian shaman gave a little too much to me!"
[00:14.61]And I'm writing a novel because it's never been done before
[00:26.98]First house that I saw I wrote house up on the door
[00:32.46]And told the people who lived there
[00:35.50]they had to get out "cause my reality is realer than yours"
[00:36.82]And there's no time for the present
[00:42.43]And there's a black dog on the bed
[00:50.15]I went to the backyard to burn my only clothes
[00:55.55]And the dog ran out
[00:57.46]and said "you can't turn nothing into nothing is with me no more"
[01:01.50]Well I'm no doctor but that monkey might be right
[01:18.41]And if he is I'll be walking him my whole life
[01:28.00]I rode to Malibu on a dune buggy with Neil
[01:33.29]He said "you're gonna have to drive me down on the beach
[01:36.53]if you ever want to write the real"
[01:38.60]And I said "I'm sorry, young man what is your name again?"
[01:50.87]Now everywhere I go in West Hollywood
[01:57.40]It's filled with people pretending they don't see the actress
[02:00.61]and the actress wishing that they could
[02:02.37]We could do ayahuasca
[02:06.81]Baby if I wasn't holding all these drinks
[02:14.53]Something 'bout the way Violet whips her hair
[02:19.94]That makes me empty my pockets
[02:21.53]on the corner to corner bumming twenties
[02:23.95]as if I was the mayor
[02:25.61]I don't need any new friends, Momma
[02:30.20]But I could really use something to do
[02:36.85]So if you're up for it sometimes
[02:41.68]I swear you wouldn't have to be my muse
[02:55.82]Heidegger and Sartre, drinking poppy tea
[03:00.93]I could've sworn last night I passed out in my van
[03:03.33]and now these guys are pouring one for me
[03:06.54]I'll never leave the canyon 'cause I'm surrounded on all sides
[03:17.38]By people writing novels and living on amusement rides