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Just slip out the back, Jack, make a new plan, Stan, you don’t need to be coy, Roy, just get yourself free. Hop on the bus, Gus, you don’t need to discuss much, just drop off the key, Lee, and get yourself free.

Paul Simon

I’m laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone, Going home, where the new york city winters aren’t bleedin’ me.
PAUL SIMON

Home Myself Winter
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenements halls and whispered in the sounds of silence.
PAUL SIMON

Silence Sound Word Writing
There must be 50 ways to leave your lover.
PAUL SIMON

Break Up Leave Lover
We had many more points of agreement than we had points of difference, but we did differ, and the bigger we got, the more insistent we got that each one of us should have his way.
PAUL SIMON

Agreement Difference Oneself Point Way
I don’t know what I’m going to write when I begin to write. It feels like you are walking down a path, but you can’t see around the bend and you don’t know where you are going to go, which is fun.
PAUL SIMON

Beginning Known See Writing Yourself
How much can you do with two voices? You can sing thirds or you can sing fifths or you can do a background harmony.
PAUL SIMON

Harmony Sing Voice Yourself
People often called us perfectionists, but we were not looking for perfection. We were looking for some kind of magic in the music.
PAUL SIMON

Kind Magic Music People Perfection
The degree of customization possible through your Preferences screens is awesome.
PAUL SIMON

Customization Degree Preference Screen
Then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right, there must be fifty ways to leave your lover.
PAUL SIMON

Herself Kiss Lover Myself Realize
Someone could walk into this room and say your life is on fire.
PAUL SIMON

Fire Life Room Walk
The phrasing didn’t work as well.
PAUL SIMON

Phrase Well Work
Music is forever; music should grow and mature with you, following you right on up until you die.
PAUL SIMON

Death Follow Forever Growth Music Right Yourself
By the time I was 12 or 13, I felt that I was special, because I could play the guitar and write songs.
PAUL SIMON

Feeling Guitar Play Song Time Writing
All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
PAUL SIMON

Himself Lying Man Regard
I met my old lover on the street last night. She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled. Then we talked about some old times and we drank ourselves some beers, still crazy after all these years.
PAUL SIMON

Crazy Happiness Lover Old Ourselves Time
You want to be a writer, don’t know how or when? Find a quiet place, use a humble pen.
PAUL SIMON

Humble Known Pen Place Quiet Writing Yourself

Just slip out the back, Jack, make a new plan, Stan, you don’t need to be coy, Roy, just get yourself free. Hop on the bus, Gus, you don’t need to discuss much, just drop off the key, Lee, and get yourself free.

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Just slip out the back, Jack, make a new plan, Stan, you don’t need to be coy, Roy, just get yourself free. Hop on the bus, Gus, you don’t need to discuss much, just drop off the key, Lee, and get yourself free.

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