Lyrics aren’t always what you imagine them to be. Perhaps like me, you’ve misunderstood a line or two. What the Lizard King was wailing was actually, “If you give this man a ride, sweet memory will die.”
Even if you do happen to understand the words correctly you may not know what all of them mean. I’ll confess being none the too wiser to the meaning of turnpike in Simon and Garfunkel’s lovely America. And I’ve only just realized what a flat-bed Ford looks like; it is not at all what I imagined.