The Fool On the Hill, the 1967 Lennon-McCartney piece released on Magical Mystery Tour has been taken down from YouTube when I wanted it for a post. I searched everywhere. I figured it must be high or low. But no.
Thanks, Universal Music Group. Freaking eggmen. Thanks for nothing. It’s a common song from half a century ago, a critical piece of 20th century culture. That was before your Mother was born. She should know. I guess living is easy with eyes closed.
Stupid bloody Tuesday. Sometimes it’s me. Now I’m derailed. I’m crying. It’s getting hard to be someone.
The world spins around. I know that they’re the fools. It shouldn’t matter to me. I should wait for the sun, for it all to work out. Hope it might take me away.
Nothing is real.
Nothing to get hung about.