On day four, I played the fourth song "Blood Never Lies," while hitchhiking to Venice Beach on the PCH. I set out 30 minutes early to get a "head" start before Beck came whizzing by in a rented British six-cylinder Triumph TR6, one hand on the wheel, the other whipping a whip-mic over his head and every time it came close to my mouth I would sing the lyrics that came to me as my thumb beckoned psychedelic housewives to consider taking me into town.
Every time they come for you
You know it's time to run
Everybody knows it's true
How your love has come undone
Now he has his chance to take
and he will take you out of here
Take you to a secret state
Where blood is light and blood is clear
Every time they take you away
He knows you're never gone
You know you stole his heart away
And he falls into a freezing sun
Now he has to kidnap you
And keep you bound in endless light
And you know he never lets you leave
his blood is clear, it never lies
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