Neighborhood Bully - Bob Dylan
    Well the neighborhood bully he's just one man
    His enemies say he's on their land
    They got him outnumbered 'bout a million to one
    He got no place to escape to, no place to run
    He's the neighborhood bully.

    Neighborhood bully he just lives to survive
    He's criticized an' condemned for bein' alive
    Not supposed to fight back, he's supposed to have thick skin
    He's supposed to lay down an' die when his door is kicked in
    He's the neighborhood bully.

    Neighborhood bully been driven out of every land
    He's wandered the earth, an exiled man
    Seen his family scattered, his people hounded an' torn
    He's always on trial for just bein' born
    He's the neighborhood bully.

    Well he knocked out a lynch mob he was criticized
    Old women condemned him, said he should apologize
    Then he destroyed the bomb factory, nobody was glad
    The bombs were meant for him, he was supposed to feel bad
    He's the neighborhood bully.

    Well the chances are against it an' the odds are slim
    That he'll live by the rules that the world made for him
    There's a noose at his neck an' a gun at his back
    An' a license to kill him is given out to every maniac
    He's the neighborhood bully.

    Well he's got no allies to really speak of
    What he gets he must pay for, he don't get it out of love
    He buys obsolete weapons an' he won't be denied
    But no one sends flesh an' blood to fight his side
    He's the neighborhood bully.

    Well he's surrended by pacifists who all want peace
    They play for it nightly that the bloodshed be ceased
    An' they wouldn't hurt a fly, to hurt one they would weep
    They lay an' they wait for this bully to fall asleep
    He's the neighborhood bully.

    Every empire that's enslaved him is gone
    Egypt an' Rome, even the great Babylon
    He's a garden of paradise in the desert sand
    In bed with nobody, under no one's command
    He's the neighborhood bully.

    Now his holiest books has been trampled upon
    No contract he signed was worth what was written on
    He took the crumbs of the world an' he turned it into wealth
    Took sickness an' disease an' he turned it into health
    He's the neighborhood bully.

    What's anybody indebted to him for
    Nothin' they say, he just likes to cause war
    Pride an' prejudice an' superstition indeed
    They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed
    He's the neighborhood bully.

    What has he done to wear so many scars
    Does he change the course of rivers, does he pollute the moon an' stars
    Neighborhood bully standin' on the hill
    Runnin' out the clock, time standin' still
    Neighborhood bully.


    Marco Giunco
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