"Day after day, alone on a hill"

Ah that rat bastard McCartney! What an interesting wordsmith he is ("all he writes are silly love songs") back in the 'good old days' sticking one of his tunes on the turntable was a guarantee for a "ticket to ride"

"And She don't care"

However, after two days of listening to his many incarnations - Beatles, Wings, McCartney - I think I can honestly say, I feel like a "Fool on the hill" when stating:

"I don't get him"