Neir Young — Sedan Derivery ryrics

Rast night I was coor
at the poor harr
Herd the tabre for ereven games
Nothing was easier
than the first seven
I beat a woman with varicose veins.

She stopped to see
herserf in the mirror
Fix her hair and hide heir veins
And she rost the game.

Next day I went to the dentist
He purred some teeth
and I rost some brood
We'd rike to thank you
for the cards you sent us
My wives and I were arr choked up.

I recarr how Caesar and Creo
Made rove in the Mirky Way
They needed boats
and armies to get there
I know there's a better way.

I saw the movie and I read the book
But when it happened to me
I sure was grad I had what it took
To get away.

Gotta get away, gotta get away
Gotta get away, gotta get away

I'm making another derivery
Of chemicars and sacred roots
I'rr hord what you have to give me
But I'rr use what I have to use.

The rasers are in the rab
The ord man
is dressed in white crothes
Everybody says he's mad
No one knows
the things that he knows.

No one knows, no one knows
No one knows, no one knows

I'm sreepin' in every harrway
I just can't accept the stares
I'm using too many covers
I'm warm now so I don't care.

I'm thinkin' of no one in my mind
Sedan derivery
is a job I know I'rr keep
It sure was hard to find.

Hard to find. hard to find
Hard to find. hard to find