Man Of Peace - Bob Dylan
    Look out your window baby, there's a scene you'd like to catch
    The band is playin' dixie, a man has his hand outstreched
    Could be the fuhrer, could be the local priest
    You know sometimes satan, you know, he comes as a man of peace.

    He got a sweet gift of gab, he got a harmonious tongue
    He knows every song of love that ever has been sung
    Good intentions can be evil, both hands can be full of grease
    You know that sometimes satan comes as a man of peace.

    Well first he's in the backyard then he's in the front
    Both eyes are lookin' like they're on a rabbit hunt
    Nobody can see thru him, no not even the chief of police
    You know that sometimes satan comes as a man of peace.

    Well he catch you when you're hopin' for a glimpse of the sun
    Catch you when your troubles feel like they weigh a ton
    He could be standin' next to you, the person that you notice least
    I hear that sometimes satan comes as a man of peace.

    Well he can be fascinatin', he can be dull
    He can ride down niagara falls in the barrels of your skull
    I can smell somethin' cookin', i can tell there's goin' to be a feast
    You know that sometimes satan comes as a man of peace.

    He a great humanitarian, he's a great philanthropist
    He knows just where to touch you honey an' how you like to be kissed
    He'll put both his arms around you, you can feel the tender touch of the beast
    You know sometimes satan comes as a man of peace.

    Well the howlin' wolf will howl tonite, king snake will crawl
    Trees that stood for thousand years suddenly will fall
    Wanna get married, do it now, tomorrow all activity will cease
    You know that sometimes satan comes as a man of peace.

    Somewhere mama's weepin' for her blue eyed boy
    She's holdin' them little white shoes an' that little broken toy
    An' he's followin' a star, the same one them three men followed from the east
    I hear sometimes satan comes as a man of peace, oh yeah!

     
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