Lyrics:
(written by Bob Dylan)
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
Even If you don't know by now
An it ain't no use to sit and wonder why
Babe it
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Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
any place different
Sometimes I want to dance on Hitler's grave
And shout out: Groucho Marx, Lenny Bruce, Leonard Cohen, Philip Roth,
Bob Dylan
Time: 2:46 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
ain't a rapper but if I was
This ain't some shit that I could rap after
Caught up in the rapture
You call yourself a factor you're lame
Paving a way Bob
some dough
My name Dylan, No Cole
This the suite life ho
Bitch, I gotta run up them bandz
Knees on my hands when I do my lil dance
Get em in a trance
Yea
the head
Of the biz wouldn't miss so we pray for the dead
And then kiss'em good-bye, listen don't cry
On a Bob Dylan mission they were fixin' to die
Nothing
weed
I feed off the hunger that a bum or abandoned child gets
Freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens
I lecture how I got God but don't
and niggaz with jobs on the side sell weed
I feed off the hunger that a bum or abandoned child gets
Freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens
I
Atop the news this evening this just in!
Thanks Bob!
Due to extreme technology advancements
I'm able to report to you live here
From what
seems.
i'll never win this race.
lucky me i've got the rain and the sky.
lucky me i've got bob dylan to get me by.
when no one else will sing.
lucky me
[Originally by 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
Don't Think Twice, It's All Right
Performer：Chad Stuart
Lyricist ：Bob Dylan
Ain't no use to sit and wonder why babe
If you don't know by now
Ain't
know, Romeo Must Die
Red dress for that red wine
Go low for that Merlot
Girl could make her back bend like a Cirque show
Bob Dylan in the winter with
life would be
If I hadn't always had Bob Dylan with me
I mean everything he wrote
I'm strung out on heroes
My friend Jeff Lewis says Songs cbout
from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
until I touched your body
Imagine a world without John Lennon, the rain and the wind without Bob Dylan
Blue without Joni, blue without Miles
But every
a little graze
I remain relevant I'm a raw element
High street intelligent product of my tenement
Son of Anarchy, smoking that Bob Marley
La la la be
[Originally by Bob Dylan]
Go away from my window
Leave at your own chosen speed
I'm not the one you want babe
I'm not the one you need
You say
always laugh, "we just let twenty go!"
The government, the promised me a measly little sum
But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum.
Then I
Well I used to be a farmer, and I made a living fine,
I had a little stretch of land along the CP line
But times went by and though I tried,
Whenever we play (we play)
The revolution now in your ear
Haile Selassie lungs, Bob Marley bong
Marcus Garvey hardy get my black party on
Malcolm X tech, by
Bob Dylan hrá z mojich okien
Vytlakujem veľký objem
Určite sa zase ozvem
Opakujte všetci po mne
V zdraví aj v chorobe
Dokedy sa vyspím v hrobe
Ako
something to cut in case you has to
If he was on the island he'd probably rob a millionaire
And be known for wilin' out like Bob Dylan here
These clever
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