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Neil Young

All these people talking about morality should just take a walk downtown. They don’t want to go downtown because instantly they see homeless people and they don’t want to.
NEIL YOUNG

Downtown People Talk
You were born to rock, you’ll never be an opera star.
NEIL YOUNG

Rock Song Stars
Think I’ll roll another number for the road
NEIL YOUNG

Rap Think Weed
I don’t like the current political system in the USA and some other countries. Increasingly democracy has been hijacked by corporate interests.
NEIL YOUNG

Country Democracies People
You are like a hurricane, there’s calm in your eyes, and I’m getting blown away.
NEIL YOUNG

Eye Hurricane Song
Southern change gonna come at last! Now your crosses are burning fast, Southern Man.
NEIL YOUNG

Burning Men Southern
The rockets and the satellites, spaceships that we’re creating now, we’re pollinating the universe.
NEIL YOUNG

Creating Rocket Satellite
Keep on rockin’ in the free world.
NEIL YOUNG

Free World World
It is better to burn out then fade away
NEIL YOUNG

Away Burned Fa De Out
It’s a blue album, but it’s not a blues album. I’m not pretending all of a sudden now I’m blues.
NEIL YOUNG

Album Blue Eye Sudden
There’s an edge to real rock ‘n’ roll. It’s all that matters.
NEIL YOUNG

Matter Real Rock
The person who still blushes is not yet a degenerate.
NEIL YOUNG

Degenerates Morality Person
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?
NEIL YOUNG

Country Eye Lying Men People
In a Ramada Inn near the grapevine, they stop to rest for the night. Traveling down south, looking for good times. Visiting old friends feels right.
NEIL YOUNG

Friend Night Old Travel
Music lovers always want to hear the best. It’s about freedom of choice, we supply the music.
NEIL YOUNG

Choice Freedom Music
It was then I knew I’d had enough, Burned my credit card for fuel Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand With a one-way ticket to the land of truth And my suitcase in my hand
NEIL YOUNG

Hand Land Truth

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