Text: Neil Young. Year Of The Horse (Live). Sedan Delivery.

Last night I was cool at the pool hall
Held the table for eleven games
Nothing was easier than the first seven
I beat a woman with varicose veins

She stopped to see herself
In the mirror
Fix her hair and hide heir veins
But she lost the game

Next day I went to the dentist
Pulled some teeth and I lost some blood
We'd like to thank you for the cards you sent us
My wives and I were all choked up

I recall how Caesar and Cleo
Made love in the Milky 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 glad I had what it took
To get away

Gotta get away, gotta get away
Gotta get away, gotta get away
Gotta get away, gotta get away
Gotta get away, gotta get out of here, gotta get away

I'm making another delivery
Of chemicals and sacred roots
I'll hold what you have to give me
But I'll use what I have to use

The lasers are in the lab
The old man is dressed in white clothes
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
No one knows, no one knows, no one knows, no one knows
No one knows, no one knows, no one knows, no one knows
No one knows, no one

I'm sleepin' in every hallway
I just can't accept the stares
I'm using too many covers
I'm warm and so I don't care

I'm thinkin' of no one
In my mind
Sedan delivery is a job I know I'll keep
It sure was hard to find

Hard to find, hard to find a job, hard to find, hard to find
Harder to find, harder to find
Harder to find, oh harder to find
They're hard to find, they're so hard to find, hard to find, hard to find