Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl,; No more booby traps and bombs,; No more decadence and charm,; No more affection that's misplaced, girl
Listen to Desolation Row
Shadow Kingdom
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced
The cause was there before we came.
The Complete Budokan 1978
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14 Deluxe Edition
Series Of Dreams
I was in your presence for an hour or so; Or was it a day? I truly don't know.
Infidels
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You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
Biograph
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
The Basement Tapes
Tangled Up In Blue
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
Dylan & The Dead
Jokerman
In the day of confession; We cannot mock a soul.; Oh, when there's too much of nothing,; No one has control.
The Original Mono Recordings
Thunder On The Mountain
Give ya delusions of grandeur; And a evil eye; Give you idea that; You're too good to die
Shadows in the Night
Must Be Santa
The vagabond who's rapping at your door; Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
The Bootleg Series Vol. 15: Travelin’ Thru, 1967–1969
When The Deal Goes Down
Everything passes,; Everything changes,; Just do what you think you should do.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964
Little Drummer Boy
Where black is the color, where none is the number
“Love and Theft”
Blood In My Eyes
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,; To see that you're madly in love.
The Essential Bob Dylan
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
don't criticize; what you can't understand.
Blonde on Blonde
Look into infinity, all you see is trouble.
Dylan
The country music station plays soft; but there's nothing, really nothing, to turn off
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait
Whatever you wanted; Slipped out of my mind
Bob Dylan
Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above
The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
Oh, some of us'll end up; In St. Cloud Prison,; And some of us'll wind up, To be lawyers and things
