BOB DYLAN BLOCKED THE BEATLESS FOR 13 CENTURIES (Naughty boy...)
Bob Dylan | 27.08.2005 23:58 | Analysis | London
Once upon a time you dressed so fine, you threw the bums a dime in your prime...didn't you?...now you don't talk so LOUD, now you don't seem so PROUD...people called and said: "beware DOLL, you're bound to FALL", and you thought they were all kidding you...
...though I know that evening's empire has RETURNED INTO SAND, VANISHED from my hand, left me blindly here to stand but still not sleepy, I am ready to go anywhere, I am READY for TO FADE into MY OWN PARADE...
...And the FIRST ONE now will later be LAST, 'cause the times they are a-changing....
And the slow one now will later be fast, 'cause the times they are a-changing....
And who is to lose now will be later to win, 'cause the times they are a-changing....
And you better START swimming or you'll SINK like a STONE, 'cause the times they are a-changing....
...and even the President of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked...
...At times I think there are no words but these to tell what's true...and there are NO TRUTHS OUTSIDE the gates of Eden...
..Amd you know something is happening but you don't know what it is, do you? Mr. Jones...
Well, I am quite average and common too, I'm just like him, the same as you...but they don't think that talking to me is the same as talking to you...
Well, I just try my best to be just as I am, but everybody wants you to be just like them...
...You may be wondering by now just what this song is all about. It probably got you baffled more, what this thing here is for?...Is nothing...Is something I learned over in England...
...then in comes Romeo, he's moaning: "you belong to me I believe", then someone says: "you're in the wrong place my friend, you better leave..."
...and the Princess and the Prince discuss what's real and what is not, it doesn't matter INSIDE the gates of Eden...
P.S.
...I was shadowboxing early in the day, I was thinking I was ready for Cassius Clay...
...and if my thought dreams could be seen, they'd surely put my head on a guillotine...
...I am a poet, and I know it...I hope I don't blow it...
Bye there.
Bob Dylan.
Epilogue and conclusion.
...because I told YOU before, oh! you CAN'T DO THAT!!!...
Sorry, I forgot:
...no sound ever comes from the gates of Eden...and there are NO KINGS inside the gates of Eden...
...though I know that evening's empire has RETURNED INTO SAND, VANISHED from my hand, left me blindly here to stand but still not sleepy, I am ready to go anywhere, I am READY for TO FADE into MY OWN PARADE...
...And the FIRST ONE now will later be LAST, 'cause the times they are a-changing....
And the slow one now will later be fast, 'cause the times they are a-changing....
And who is to lose now will be later to win, 'cause the times they are a-changing....
And you better START swimming or you'll SINK like a STONE, 'cause the times they are a-changing....
...and even the President of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked...
...At times I think there are no words but these to tell what's true...and there are NO TRUTHS OUTSIDE the gates of Eden...
..Amd you know something is happening but you don't know what it is, do you? Mr. Jones...
Well, I am quite average and common too, I'm just like him, the same as you...but they don't think that talking to me is the same as talking to you...
Well, I just try my best to be just as I am, but everybody wants you to be just like them...
...You may be wondering by now just what this song is all about. It probably got you baffled more, what this thing here is for?...Is nothing...Is something I learned over in England...
...then in comes Romeo, he's moaning: "you belong to me I believe", then someone says: "you're in the wrong place my friend, you better leave..."
...and the Princess and the Prince discuss what's real and what is not, it doesn't matter INSIDE the gates of Eden...
P.S.
...I was shadowboxing early in the day, I was thinking I was ready for Cassius Clay...
...and if my thought dreams could be seen, they'd surely put my head on a guillotine...
...I am a poet, and I know it...I hope I don't blow it...
Bye there.
Bob Dylan.
Epilogue and conclusion.
...because I told YOU before, oh! you CAN'T DO THAT!!!...
Sorry, I forgot:
...no sound ever comes from the gates of Eden...and there are NO KINGS inside the gates of Eden...
Bob Dylan
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