In the car tonight I listened to all of Neil Young's On the Beach, one of my favorite albums since I first bought it on vinyl in 1974.
These last lines from the last track are stuck in my head. I want them stuck in yours too.
These last lines from the last track are stuck in my head. I want them stuck in yours too.
I never knew a man
could tell so many lies
He had a different story
for every set of eyes
How can he remember
who he's talking to?
Cause I know it ain't me,
and hope it isn't you.
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