Bob Dylan

The country music stations plays soft but there's nothing, really nothing to turn off.

Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

She’s got everything she needs, she’s an artist, she don’t look back.

If you're looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you came. because the cops don't need you and man they expect the same.

The whole world's a bottle, And life's but a dram, When the bottle gets empty, It sure ain't worth a damn.

I'm sittin' on my watch so I can be on time.

DESTINY is a feeling you have that you know something about yourself nobody else does. The picture you have in your own mind of what you're about WILL COME TRUE. It's a kind of a thing you kind of have to keep to your own self, because it's a fragile feeling, and you put it out there, then someone will kill it. It's best to keep that all inside.

From here he went on to play chamber music, write songs with Burt Bacharach, do country records, cover records, soul records, ballet and orchestral music. When you are writing songs with Burt Bacharach, you obviously don’t give a fuck what people think. Elvis blows through all kinds of genres like they are not even there. “Pump It Up” is what gives him a license to do all these things.

Life is more or less a lie, but then again, that's exactly the way we want it to be.

"You've gotta lotta nerve to say you are my friend
When I was down you just stood there grinnin'
You've gotta lotta nerve to say you have a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on the side that's winnin'

You see me on the street, you always act surprised
Ya say "how are you?", "good luck", but ya don't mean it
When you know as well as me you'd rather see me paralyzed
Why don't you just come out once and scream it"

You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal

You can hurt someone and not even know it.

It´s alright, Ma, Things have changed.
Tangled up in blue, Just like a woman, Like a rolling stone.
Most of the time, Mr Tamburin Man Gotta serve somebody.

All I really want to do, Can´t wait, Soon after midnight –
Visions of Joanna, Lay lady lay, Make you feel my love.
The man in me, This dream of you, Things have changed.

Simple twist of fate, One too many mornings, Things have changed.
Saved! Roll on John, Masters of War, Must be Santa.
Seven days, Shelter from the storm, Life is hard.