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I'm on the pavement thinkin' about the government
The man in the trench coat, bad job, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off
Look out, kid, it's somethin' you did
God knows when, but you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alleyway, lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coonskin cap in the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills, but you only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway, Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May, orders from the D.A.
Look out, kid, don't matter what you did
Walk on your tiptoes, don't try No Doz
Better stay away from those that carry 'round a fire hose
Keep a clean nose, watch the plainclothes
You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows
Ah, get sick, get well, hang around the inkwell
Ring bell, hard to tell if anything is gonna sell
Try hard, get barred, get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail, join the army if you fail
Look out, kid, you're gonna get hit
By losers, cheaters, six-time users
Hangin' 'round the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool's lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters
Oh, get born, keep warm, short pants, romance
Learn to dance, get dressed, get blessed, try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts, don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
Look out, kid, they keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole, light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals, try to avoid the scandals
Don't want to be a bum, you better chew gum
The pump don't work 'cause the vandals took the handles
Oh yeah...
On the road to see brother Bob in KC, STL in early Oct. Maybe one show after that. And then get lost somewhere.
Something tells me...this could be it for his tours.
FYI: The STL show will be the last concert for me and my friends, together. That will end a 47 year streak. And time moves.
hopefully it's not your last post on RP! you are one of many whom I respect opinions and comments from :)
On the road to see brother Bob in KC, STL in early Oct. Maybe one show after that. And then get lost somewhere.
Something tells me...this could be it for his tours.
FYI: The STL show will be the last concert for me and my friends, together. That will end a 47 year streak. And time moves.
Chuckle! I have this album. It survived two divorces and a fire!
Some things happen for a reason!
Remember the booing in England in 1966?
Probably still keeping him awake at night
I rated it a 10.
Bob is touring. Gonna see him twice on the road. Get lost on Highway 61, for real.
And I have always loved this song. It makes me feel clever to sing along to it. ;-)
Come back to US and tour! Those snobbish Europeans don't appreciate you!
Remember the booing in England in 1966?
Applies to the financial crisis today - Wall Street banks being the vandals
Eight years later. Nothing has changed.
100% agreement! Heck, I'd go 10^10 if I could! Long Live RP!!
You really want more choices? Here ya go: Trump. The Kardashians. Carrot Top.
Binary don't look so bad now, do it?
I guess if you only decide to choose cultural icons from a collection of sub-humans, then it could get kind of frightening.
Wouldn't that honor go to Gilbert & Sullivan?
It's polka .
It's bizarre.
It will put you the Christmas spirit.
You can expect nothing less, from a Nobel Prize winner.
I watch that thing dozens of times every year. Who laughs this way ho ho ho?
and the Tom Petty wig. GENIUS (and I think it's klezmer)
You'd think a person could choose to go or not go to Stockholm without being subjected to petty judgment on a message board... but no.
It's polka .
It's bizarre.
It will put you the Christmas spirit.
You can expect nothing less, from a Nobel Prize winner.
So there are only two options for "cultural lodestar": Zimmerman or Miley? I don't think I'd like to live in such a tiny universe. Binary options are best kept in mathematics and programming, certainly not in cultural matters. Anyhow, great tune.
You really want more choices? Here ya go: Trump. The Kardashians. Carrot Top.
Binary don't look so bad now, do it?
A lot of the Talking Blues songs are probably contenders.
... this song contains actual audible lyrics and does not repeat ad nauseam.
I beg to differ
Sadly not since this song contains actual audible lyrics and does not repeat ad nauseam.
Or they could play Miley Cyrus... P. Didley? Kanye? Tom Waits? Joe Cocker?
I once had a neighbor who played "Wild Thing" 24/7. For maybe 2 weeks. Solid. I still can't listen to "I think I LUUUUUV you".
Need to keep reminding the youngsters out there the art of song writing.
Rock on Zimmy!
And that's when he's in a good mood.
Rock on, Zimmy!
And a low point for music!
"The man in the coonskin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
But you only got ten".
I love Dylan.
...And would you really rather have this as your cultural lodestar?
So there are only two options for "cultural lodestar": Zimmerman or Miley? I don't think I'd like to live in such a tiny universe. Binary options are best kept in mathematics and programming, certainly not in cultural matters. Anyhow, great tune.
Same here.
Gave a good 3 here.
No, I surely wouldn't -- your point is well taken and I will concede that the schtick must be part of the charm so appreciated by those for whom he can do no wrong. But when it comes to lodestars that culturally represent the ol' USofA, there are soooo many others that I think would make much better ambassadors -- even a few whose music gives me little or no joy in and of itself... it just doesn't hurt as much...
...and yes, I am ever-thankful that there aren't Dylan clones everywhere. Thanks for the considered perspective!
kcar wrote:
I think at one point in his life, Bob could sing fairly well when he tried. Now? Time and cigarettes have eroded that talent. Part of his singing style is schtick (honest, unvarnished, abrasive in confronting injustice) and a bigger part is that he wasn't great to begin with.
For the most part, I like his voice (love this song and the way he sings it). You cannot deny the extent and duration of his impact on American music. For those who don't like him...just be thankful that they're aren't Bob Dylan clones all over place.
And would you really rather have this as your cultural lodestar?
He only needed one note. That's why he's Bob Dylan.
Right you are.
times infinity, to the power of infinity. Most house cats have a greater chance of singing like an opera star than Dylan does.
thank god for that, rap/crap is bad enough, opera would be to f%ing to much.....
Nor mine, but then again, they are ALL shit.
"Excuse me Mr. Mayor of Toronto, do you have time to talk to reporters about these crack smoking allegations?"
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL...
Just too, too fuckin' perfect. I could watch this clip while listening to this song play all night.
The soundtrack to the Parade of the Establishment Clown.
If I were Rob Ford I'd resign, find Jesus and sign a big contract for a Fox talk show. If you're going to be a blowhard buffoon, go large or go home.
crogers wrote:
Yeah, I guess I was just hopeful for a plausible explanation for all the aural torture over the years. I really WANT to like him and to be frank, there have been more than a few of his lyrics that made me think to myself, "hmmm... well, that's cool." But for the noise...
I think at one point in his life, Bob could sing fairly well when he tried. Now? Time and cigarettes have eroded that talent. Part of his singing style is schtick (honest, unvarnished, abrasive in confronting injustice) and a bigger part is that he wasn't great to begin with.
For the most part, I like his voice (love this song and the way he sings it). You cannot deny the extent and duration of his impact on American music. For those who don't like him...just be thankful that they're aren't Bob Dylan clones all over place.
And would you really rather have this as your cultural lodestar?
Everybody in my mushrooming multitude of churches be dancing buck ass naked all over the world... love this song... love sex, drugs, and rock 'n roll...
30 years? I think Bob's been around for 50+ years. In all that time, I never noticed he just had one tune. Makes me feel real stupid buying the same song over and over... maybe should have opted for music lessons during my 20 years of schoolin..
a lifetime of great music, even some of his christen stuff was good.....he changed the music scene from bubblegum rock to reality rock....forever #1
He only plays like one basic song, and he's spent 30 years filling numerous albums with variations of that same half-chant melody.
When A Bob Dylan some comes on, I hit 'stop' on my player, and come back after a few minutes.
I really do think his music is that terrible.
30 years? I think Bob's been around for 50+ years. In all that time, I never noticed he just had one tune. Makes me feel real stupid buying the same song over and over... maybe should have opted for music lessons during my 20 years of schoolin..
"Excuse me Mr. Mayor of Toronto, do you have time to talk to reporters about these crack smoking allegations?"
The juxtaposition of absurd images in this song implies an existential theme— of course, this was in the old days for Bob Dylan...
back in the 1970's, folks in academics got incredibly excited by this song, and they would often discuss it in university literature classes... I know, because I became a university professor when I was eight years old...
times infinity, to the power of infinity. Most house cats have a greater chance of singing like an opera star than Dylan does.
Yeah, I guess I was just hopeful for a plausible explanation for all the aural torture over the years. I really WANT to like him and to be frank, there have been more than a few of his lyrics that made me think to myself, "hmmm... well, that's cool." But for the noise...
marvelous...
Could it be so? Is he really crazy like a fox?
times infinity, to the power of infinity. Most house cats have a greater chance of singing like an opera star than Dylan does.
Could it be so? Is he really crazy like a fox?
He only plays like one basic song, and he's spent 30 years filling numerous albums with variations of that same half-chant melody.
When A Bob Dylan some comes on, I hit 'stop' on my player, and come back after a few minutes.
I really do think his music is that terrible.
Everybody in my church be dancing... love this song...
Well said... miss you...
Rat-nasty noises
Like knitting needles
Dipped in drain cleaner
Thrust deeply into
My ear drums.
Why must you
Torment me so
The original vagabond
The impacted sinus
The lyrical asininity
Perhaps once
You spoke for some
Who couldn't find the words
Why they thought you could
I don't know.
I am leaving you now
To be enjoyed by
Those who can
I cannot and shall not
Suffer you any longer.
Hmmm, maybe not...
Rat-nasty noises
Like knitting needles
Dipped in drain cleaner
Thrust deeply into
My ear drums.
Why must you
Torment me so
The original vagabond
The impacted sinus
The lyrical asininity
Perhaps once
You spoke for some
Who couldn't find the words
Why they thought you could
I don't know.
I am leaving you now
To be enjoyed by
Those who can
I cannot and shall not
Suffer you any longer.
Hmmm, maybe not...
Whatever turns you on.
Ha.
Nor mine, but then again, they are ALL shit.
HAHAHAHA!
Nor mine, but then again, they are ALL shit.
edit: it was "face full." I looked it up. But I sure heard Facebook.
He doesn't mention Facebook, but he makes references to Justin Bieber and the iPhone 5 in the third stanza.
Whatever turns you on.
O-o . . . . is that one of the lyrics?
Ah, my youth.
edit: it was "face full." I looked it up. But I sure heard Facebook.
I could't agree more!!!
The man can't sing and all of his so called melodies sound just the same... (Sorry, Bill!)
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He only needed one note. That's why he's Bob Dylan.
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
By the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D.A.
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tiptoes
Don't try "No-Doz"
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weatherman
To know which way the wind blows
Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters
Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles
Nice Cy!