Lyrics:
(say my name bitch)
Blowin' in the wi-bl-blowin' in the wind chillin'
They can't handle this shit, Bob Dylan (say my name bitch)
I'm top notch nigga,
him
Awwww Bob Dylan
I live my life like a Rolling Stone
Feel my words are not my own
You can't tell me what to sing
But the times they are changing
move forward by the aid of symbols
and we change those symbols as we move forward.
Who said that? Is there an echo in here? A catalectic tetrameter
Blowin’ In The Wind
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, ’n’ how many seas must a white dove
headphones on
She hears the music blasting
She sees here brother marchin' by
Their bond is everlasting
Listening to Bob Dylan singin'
In 1963
Watchin'
wind, blowin' through my life again
Sentimental lady, gentle one
You are here and warm
But I could look away and you'd be gone
'Cause we live in
wind, blowin' through my life again
Sentimental lady, gentle one
You are here and warm
But I could look away and you'd be gone
'Cause we live in
Bob Dylan Is Richt - Bob Dylan Hat Recht (Apropos Bob Dylan Éclat in VIenna on 16th April 2019)
Bob Dylan is right
when demanding respect
for
of the things that you say are very)
Sentimental gentle wind (and all of the things that I said that I wanted)
Blowin' through my life again (come rushing by in
blowin dank
Chronic smell kottonin up my mouth now show me somethin
I haven't seen before its like givin candy to my kid
Up in the candy store my eyes
the frog.
Bob saw a pot of water, sitting on a stove.
The water was cool - so - in Bob dove.
The stove heated up, the water got warm.
Bob stayed,
Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!)
Hen-Gee is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
My man Shaquel is in
Every stone a story, like a rosary
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Man In the Long Black Coat
Bob Dylan
smoke, spendin' hundred after hundred
Jumped down her throat and in her stomach, now she runnin'
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, blowin
Bob Dylan's Dream
Robert Dylan, Bob Dylan Music OBO Special Rider Music
While riding on a train going west
I fell asleep for to take my rest
I
a kid in a store full of candy
I lost myself, but now I found me
Don't need negativity around me
Got one life and I'm gonna live it
Everything I got is
and dreams Blowing in the wind!
Get it? Blowing in the wind!
And so we took a bus to Tennessee
Bob Dylan, the neighbor and baby makes three
And we found
grandfather Stan wasn't Nothin' But a Man
He fell in love with Jivote so he took her by the hand
They had two sons, Stanley and Perry
They go together like
for diamonds
Roses are red, the sky is blue
I got my barrel at 'cha neck so what the fuck you gonna do
It's just two wheels and me, the wind in my
Kerosene on a Sodom scene while Gomorrah stands watch
Nice girls singing softy turning the radio a notch
Baffled by the changing tides he groans in
Originally performed by Bob Dylan
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
With his wife and five
I keep having dreams
Of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan
Of people wrapped up tight in the things that will kill them
Of being trapped in
the monsters call out
The names of men
Bob Dylan knows
And I bet Alan Freed did
There are things in night
That are better not to behold
You dance
With
keep it live just like a crowd
Bob your head all to this sound
I'm diggin up the underground
Souls in da lost and found
Wisdom lacks from poor knowledge
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