Escrita por
Neil Young, foi gravada pelo Buffalo Springfield em 9 de janeiro de
1967 e lançada em como Lado B de um compacto que tinha Bluebird como
Lado A em junho de 1967.
Fala sobre
os problemas pessoais de Neil com fama e desprezo pela coisa de rock
star. Foi escrita depois de Neil ter sofrido um ataque de epilepsia
num show do Buffalo Springfield em San Francisco, California. Quando
estava no hospital, ele escreveu essa música. Fala da sua
experiência pensando que ia morrer. Ele disse que fez essa canção
em 5 minutos.
Foi
regravada pelo Rush, pelos Everly Brothers, entre outros artistas,
incluindo o próprio Neil Young.
Stephen
Stills tocou guitarra solo fez backing vocals. Neil Young tocou
guitarra e cantou. Richie Furay tocou guitarra e fez backing vocals.
Dewey Martin tocou bateria e Bruce Palmer tocou baixo.
A letra:
Oh, hello Mr.
Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason
For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season
Why in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasin'
I'll cop out to the change, but a stranger is putting the tease on
I was down on a frown when the messenger brought me a letter
I was raised by the praise of a fan who said I upset her
Any girl in the world could have easily known me better
She said, "You're strange, but don't change", and I let her
In a while will the smile on my face turn to plaster?
Stick around while the clown who is sick does the trick of disaster
For the race of my head and my face is moving much faster
Is it strange I should change? I don't know, why don't you ask her?
Is it strange I should change? I don't know, why don't you ask her?
Is it strange I should change? I don't know, why don't you ask her?
For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season
Why in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasin'
I'll cop out to the change, but a stranger is putting the tease on
I was down on a frown when the messenger brought me a letter
I was raised by the praise of a fan who said I upset her
Any girl in the world could have easily known me better
She said, "You're strange, but don't change", and I let her
In a while will the smile on my face turn to plaster?
Stick around while the clown who is sick does the trick of disaster
For the race of my head and my face is moving much faster
Is it strange I should change? I don't know, why don't you ask her?
Is it strange I should change? I don't know, why don't you ask her?
Is it strange I should change? I don't know, why don't you ask her?
A versão do
Buffalo Springfield:
A versão de
Neil Young:
A versão do
Rush:
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