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Ho capito fosse buena
Lika palle come Dida
Tu fra piste non un bob
Io cresciuto con il Dylan
Ho cacciato una tipella mi ha detto che era del Milan

on P-Valley)
This spot ain't for chillin', boy, this the dope house
My dog named his daughter Dylan from dealin' coke out (yeah)
Fuck all that dog breedin',

You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

I’ve seen love go by my door
It’s never been this close before
Never been so easy

was a genius baby 
I'll be wearin' my tan jacket far from here 

I wanna cross Montana in a boxcar 
I wanna feel the things Bob Dylan wrote 
I wanna die

It's my campfire sing along
It's just like that Bob Dylan song
We're living like a rolling stone
Will we stop? I don't think so.

Where did I, did I, did

IKH VEL ZAYN BAFRAYT (I Shall Be Released)
Original English by Bob Dylan, Yiddish by Daniel Kahn
di gantse velt iz ful mit sonim
un vi a yor iz yede

RAKHMONES AFN IMIGRANT (I Pity the Poor Immigrant)
Original English by Bob Dylan, Yiddish by Daniel Kahn
rakhmones afn imigrant
vos badoyert farlozn

listening to Bob Dylan
Come through the spot lookin' like a James Bond villain
I say what I wanna say I don't care how you feelin'
I'm trying to stack

wife was sleeping in another bed
His eyes were a permanent shade of red
He would stay up all night just trying to find that sound
Bob Dylan parodies

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Now im just chillin like Bob Dylan
This is a meditation in an emergency
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Its half past ten in the evening and you

old dance floors
Selling ourseves like 2 bit whores
Trying to make enough to pay the band
Another gig, another one night stand

Bob Dylan came

Bob Dylan, you get your drugs from a comic book villain 
You get your heart from Al Capone, get your mojo from Joey Ramone
And you find yourself no

Mama, You Been On My Mind
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Perhaps it’s the color of the sun cut flat
An’ coverin’ the crossroads I’m standing at
Or maybe it’s

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

Lay, Lady, Lay
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark for me to see
I

better watch if the lights are on
You better watch if your faith is coming home
Is coming home
Like Bob Dylan said you are a master of the war
Heaven, hell

But but, no hard feelings 
Prayers to the sky like there's no ceilings 
Electric flow that's Bob Dylan 
Can't knock us down cuz we been kneeling 

This

crossing the river
Oh man, look at that sky so blue there's almost no clouds in the sky

It's the sound of Bob Dylan
Chris i quite the follower
There's some

On the gas roaring, Godzilling
With my guitar and cigar bob dylan
Seeing stars, color bars, not filming
Listen man, you know what the deal is

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on the blunt, we was trippin'
Dylan Tran had the lean, we was sippin'
Robby came through, I got out my feelings
Louie Crack was the plug in the city
Backstage,

We sat in your window 
And talked until dawn
You played me your favorite Bob Dylan song

The one that your mother 
Loved to play
I closed my eyes,

A woman on the radio talks about revolution
when it's already passed her by
but Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about
you know it feels good to be

strawberries and cream
For my friends in Tennessee
And every soul that died of jealousy
I sang for Bob Dylan and Neil Young
Who's word's I've often sung
And for