Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Writing a Novel

I ran the road, pants down to my knees
Screaming "please come help me, that shaman gave a little too much to me!"
And I'm writing a novel because it's never been before

First that I saw I wrote house up on the door
And the people who lived there they had to get out "cause my reality is realer than yours"
And no time for the present
And a black dog on the bed

I to the backyard to burn my only clothes
And the dog ran out and "you can't turn nothing into nothing is with me no more"
Well I'm no doctor but that monkey might be
And if he is I'll be walking him my life

I to Malibu on a dune buggy with Neil
He said "you're gonna have to drive me down on the beach if you ever to write the real"
And I "I'm sorry, young man what is your name again?"

Now everywhere I go in West
It's filled with people pretending they don't see the and the actress wishing that they could
We could do
Baby if I holding all these drinks

Something 'bout the way Violet her hair
makes me empty my pockets on the corner to corner bumming twenties as if I was the mayor
I don't need any new friends,
But I really use something to do
So if up for it sometimes
I swear you have to be my muse

Heidegger and Sartre, drinking tea
I could've sworn last night I out in my van and now these guys are pouring one for me
I'll never the canyon 'cause I'm surrounded on all sides
By people writing novels and living on amusement