One of the very few Paul McCartney songs I like, and it's always fun to do a literal interpretation.
My parents used to think for the longest time that this was "Man on the Run," which is a little funny because my mom's always been a huge Beatles fan.
There's nothing wrong with McCartney or the Beatles by any means; I just feel they're way too repetitive. I can't stand "Hey Jude" because they drag on that "na-na-na-na" part for far too long. Granted, that was the style back then; Mom told me people paid a lot more attention to the beat than to the actual words.
Still, I often quip, "I can write one lyric over and over and over, too! Why am I not rolling in fame and fortune?"
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