my head is weak, my heart always speaks...

[eratsz]

A Song for Bob Dylan

Oh, hear this Robert Zimmerman
I wrote a song for you
About a strange young man called Dylan
With a voice like sand and glue
His words of truthful vengeance
They could pin us to the floor
Brought a few more people on
And put the fear in a whole lot more

Ah, Here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
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Comments

[deekeener]

sneeky devil.

[eratsz]

qui?