Sunshine Superman
Donovan |
Sunshine came softly through my a-window today Could've tripped out easy a-but I've a-changed my ways It'll take time, I know it but in a while You're gonna be mine, I know it, we'll do it in style 'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine I'll tell you right now Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find Everybody's hustlin' just to have a little scene When I say we'll be cool I think that you know what I mean We stood on a beach at sunset, do you remember when? I know a beach where, baby, a-it never ends When you've made your mind up forever to be mine Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind 'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine I'll tell you right now Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find Superman or Green Lantern ain't got a-nothin' on me I can make like a turtle and dive for your pearls in the sea, yeah! A you-you-you can just sit there a-thinking on your velvet throne 'bout all the rainbows a-you can a-have for your own When you've made your mind up forever to be mine I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind When you've made your mind up forever to be mine I'll pick up your hand I'll pick up your hand
Ballad of a Thin Man
Bob Dylan |
You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked And you say "who is that man?" You try so hard But you don't understand Just what you'll say When you get home Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You raise up your head And you ask "is this where it is?" And somebody points to you and says "It's his" And you say "what's mine?" And somebody else says "where what is?" And you say "oh my God Am I here all alone?" Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You hand in your ticket And you go watch the geek Who immediately walks up to you When he hears you speak And says "how does it feel To be such a freak?" And you say "impossible" As he hands you a bone Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You have many contacts Among the lumberjacks To get you facts When someone attacks your imagination But nobody has any respect Anyway they already expect you To just give a check To tax-deductible charity organisations You've been with the professors And they've all liked your books With great lawyers you have Discussed lepers and crooks You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books You're very well read It's well known Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you And then he kneels He crosses himself And then he clicks his high heels And without further notice He asks you how it feels And he says "here is your throat back Thanks for the loan" Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Now you see this one-eyed midget Shouting the word "NOW" And you say "for what reason?" And he says "how?" And you say "what does this mean?" And he screams back "you're a cow Give me some milk Or else go home" Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Well you walk into the room Like a camel and then you frown You put your eyes in your pocket And your nose on the ground There ought to be a law Against you comin' around You should be made To wear earphones Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?
You're A Big Girl Now
Bob Dylan |
Our conversation was short and sweet It nearly swept me off-a my feet. And I'm back in the rain, oh, oh, And you are on dry land. You made it there somehow You're a big girl now. Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fence, He's singin' his song for me at his own expense. And I'm just like that bird, oh, oh, Singin' just for you. I hope that you can hear, Hear me singin' through these tears. Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last. I can change, I swear, oh, oh, See what you can do. I can make it through, You can make it too. Love is so simple, to quote a phrase, You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days. Oh, I know where I can find you, oh, oh, In somebody's room. It's a price I have to pay You're a big girl all the way. A change in the weather is known to be extreme But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream? I'm going out of my mind, oh, oh, With a pain that stops and starts Like a corkscrew to my heart Ever since we've been apart
Fourth Time Around
Bob Dylan |
When she said "Don't waste your words, they're just lies" I cried she was deaf And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes Then said, "What else you got left?" It was then that I got up to leave But she said, "Don't forget Everybody must give something back For something they get" I stood there and hummed I tapped on her drum and asked her how come And she buttoned her boot And straightened her suit Then she said, "Don't get cute" So I forced my hands in my pockets And felt with my thumbs And gallantly handed her My very last piece of gum She threw me outside I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked And after finding I'd Forgotten my shirt I went back and knocked I waited in the hallway, she went to get it And I tried to make sense Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair That leaned up against... Her Jamaican rum And when she did come, I asked her for some She said, "No, dear" I said, "Your words aren't clear You'd better spit out your gum" She screamed till her face got so red Then she fell on the floor And I covered her up and then Thought I'd go look through her drawer And when I was through I filled up my shoe, and brought it to you And you, you took me in You loved me then You never wasted time And I, I never took much I never asked for your crutch Now don't ask for mine
All The Tired Horses
Bob Dylan |
All the tired horses in the sun How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.