Silvio, I gotta go, find out something only dead men know. |
Bob Dylan, |
Silvio |
You'll find God in the church of your choice, you'll find Woody Guthrie in the Brooklyn State Hospital. |
Bob Dylan, |
Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie |
Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, with strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us. |
Bob Dylan, |
Ballad In Plain D |
Mama, put my guns in the ground, I can't shoot them anymore. That long black cloud is coming down. |
Bob Dylan, |
Knockin' On Heaven's Door |
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing. |
Bob Dylan, |
Jokerman |
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command. |
Bob Dylan, |
The Times They Are A-Changin' |
The only sound that's left after the ambulances go is Cinderella sweeping up on Desolation Row. |
Bob Dylan, |
Desolation Row |
Get jailed, jump bail, join the Army if you fail. |
Bob Dylan, |
Subterranean Homesick Blues |
The inmates and prisoners, I found they were my kind, and it was there inside the bars I found my peace of mind. |
Bob Dylan, |
Ballad Of Donald White |
The pump don't work cause the vandals took the handles. |
Bob Dylan, |
Subterranean Homesick Blues |
They're selling postcards of the hanging. |
Bob Dylan, |
Desolation Row |
We're living in times where men commit crimes and crime don't have a face. |
Bob Dylan, |
Political World |
Ring the bells for the blind and deaf. |
Bob Dylan, |
Ring Them Bells |
The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast, the slow one now will later be fast. As the present now will later be past, the order is rapidly fading. And the first one now will later be last because the times they are a-changing. |
Bob Dylan, |
The Times T |
Everyone of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal, pouring off every page like it was written in my soul from me to you. |
Bob Dylan, |
Tangled Up In Blue |
Madonna, she still has not showed, we see this empty cage now corrode, where her cape of the stage once had flowed, the fiddler he now steps to the road, on the back of the fish truck that loads, while my conscience explodes. |
Bob Dylan, |
Visions Of Johanna |
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people, they're drinking, thinking that they got it made. Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things, but you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it, babe. |
Bob Dylan, |
Like A Rolling Stone |
To dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, with all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves. |
Bob Dylan, |
Mr. Tambourine Man |
Adulterers in churches and pornography in the schools, you got gangsters in power and lawbreakers making rules. When you gonna wake up? |
Bob Dylan, |
When You Gonna Wake Up |
All that foreign oil controlling American soil. |
Bob Dylan, |
Slow Train |
Come Senators, Congressman, please heed the call, don't stand in the doorway, don't block the hall. |
Bob Dylan, |
The Times They Are A-Changin' |
Democracy don't rule the world, you'd better get that in your head. This world is ruled by violence, but I guess that's better left unsaid. |
Bob Dylan, |
Union Sundown |
Freedom just around the corner for you, but with the truth so far off, what good will it do? |
Bob Dylan, |
Jokerman |
How can the life of such a man be in the palm of some fools hand? |
Bob Dylan, |
Hurricane |
How many years can a people exist before they're allowed to be free? |
Bob Dylan, |
Blowin' In The Wind |