Subterranean Homesick Blues  - Bob Dylan

    Johny's in the basement mixin' up the medicine
    I'm on the pavement, thinkin' about the government
    The man in a trench coat, badge out, laid off
    says he's got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off
    Look out kid, it's somethin' you did
    God knows when, but you're doin' it again
    You better duck down the alleyway
    Lookin' for a new friend
    The man in the coonskin cap in the pig pen
    Wants eleven dollar bills; you only got ten

    Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot
    Talkin' that the heat put plants in the bed but
    The phone's tapped anyway, Maggie says that many say
    They must bust in early May, orders from the D.A.
    Look out kid, don't matter what you did
    But walk on tiptoes, don't tie no bows
    Better stay away from those that carry around a firehose
    Keep a clean nose, watch the plainclothes
    You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows

    Oh get sick, get well, hang around the inkwell,
    Ring bell, hard to tell if anything is gonna sell,
    Try hard, get barred, get back, write braile,
    Get jailed, jump bail, join the Army if ya fail
    Look out Kid, You're going to get hit
    By losers, cheaters, six time users
    Hangin' 'round the theatres
    Girl by the whirlpool's lookin' for a new fool
    Don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters

    Oh get born, keep warm, short pants, romance,
    Learn to dance, get dressed, get blessed, try to be success,
    Please her, please him, buy gifts, don't steal, don't lift,
    Twenty years of schoolin' an' they put ya on the day shift
    Look out kid, they keep it all hid
    Better jump down the manhole, light yourself a candle
    Don't wear sandals, try to avoid the scandals
    Don't wanna be a bum, you better chew gum
    The pump don't work cause the vandals took the handles 


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