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The Corporations Have Taken Over. Even In The Recording Studio. Actually, The Corporate Companies Have Taken Over American Life Most Everywhere. Go Coast To Coast And You Will See People Wearing The Same Clothes, Thinking The Same Thoughts, Eating The Same Food. Everything Is Processed.

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The Corporations Have Taken Over. Even In The Recording Studio. Actually, The Corporate Companies Have Taken Over American Life Most Everywhere. Go Coast To Coast And You Will See People Wearing The Same Clothes, Thinking The Same Thoughts, Eating The Same Food. Everything Is Processed.

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Shadows Are Falling And I've Been Here All Day/it's Too Hot To Sleep, Time Is Running Away/feel Like My Soul Has Turned Into Steel/i've Still Got The Scars That The Sun Didn't Heal.

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The Truth Is Far From You, So You Know You Got To Lie. Then You're All The Time Defending What You Can Never Justify.

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On The Stone That Remains Carved Next To His Name, His Epitaph Plain, Only A Pawn In Their Game.

Get Jailed, Jump Bail, Join The Army If You Fail.

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Since My Feet Are Now Fast And Point Away From The Past, I'll Bid Farewell And Be Down The Line.

Every Man's Conscience Is Vile And Depraved / You Cannot Depend On It To Be Your Guide When It’s You Who Must Keep It Satisfied.

If There's An Original Thought Out There, I Could Use One Right Now.

Original Thought

Got No Religion. Tried A Bunch Of Different Religions. The Churches Are Divided. Can't Make Up Their Minds And Neither Can I.

Remember When You're Out There Trying To Heal The Sick, That You Must Always First Forgive Them.

Let Me Feel Your Love One More Time Before I Abandon It.

There's A Wall Between You And What You Want And You Got To Leap It.

The Pump Don't Work Cause The Vandals Took The Handle

Having These Colossal Accolades And Titles, They Get In The Way.

Ain't It Hard When You Discover That, He Wasn't Really Where It's At, After He Took From You Everything He Could Steal. How Does It Feel?

Madonna, She Still Has Not Showed, We See This Empty Cage Now Corrode, Where Her Cape Of The Stage Once Had Flowed, The Fiddler He Now Steps To The Road, On The Back Of The Fish Truck That Loads, While My Conscience Explodes.

Whenever Anybody Does Something In A Big Way, It's Always Rejected At Home And Accepted Someplace Else.

They Kill People Here Who Stand Up For Their Rights The System's Just Too Damned Corrupt It's Always The Same, The Name Of The Game Is Who Do You Know Higher Up

May God Bless And Keep You Always, May Your Wishes All Come True, May You Always Do For Others And Let Others Do For You. May You Build A Ladder To The Stars And Climb On Every Rung, May You Stay Forever Young.

Situations Have Ended Sad, Relationships Have All Been Bad.

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If Ever Asked To Look At Yourself, Don't.

Look At Yourself

I Was Sick Of The Way My Lyrics Had Been Extrapolated, Their Meanings Subverted Into Polemics And That I Had Been Anointed As The Big Bubba Of Rebellion, High Priest Of Protest, The Duke Of Disobedience, Leader Of The Freeloaders, Kaiser Of Apostasy, Archbishop Of Anarchy, The Big Cheese. Horrible Titles Any Way You Want To Look At It. All Code Words For Outlaw.

You'll Never Be Greater Than Yourself.

They're Selling Postcards Of The Hanging They're Painting The Passports Brown The Beauty Parlor Is Filled With Sailors The Circus Is In Town Here Comes The Blind Commissioner They've Got Him In A Trance One Hand Is Tied To The Tight-rope Walker The Other Is In His Pants And The Riot Squad They're Restless They Need Somewhere To Go As Lady And I Look Out Tonight From Desolation Row.

City's Just A Jungle; More Games To Play Trapped In The Heart Of It, Tryin' To Get Away I Was Raised In The Country, I Been Workin' In The Town I Been In Trouble Ever Since I Set My Suitcase Down

You'll Find God In The Church Of Your Choice, You'll Find Woody Guthrie In The Brooklyn State Hospital.

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It Rubs Me The Wrong Way, A Camera... It's A Frightening Thing...cameras Make Ghosts Out Of People.

They Say Every Man Needs Protection They Say Every Man Must Fall So, I Swear I See My Reflection Somewhere Inside These Walls... I Shall Be Released.

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In The Fury Of The Moment/ I Can See The Master's Hand In Every Leaf That Trembles, In/ Every Grain Of Sand.

Being On Tour Is Like Being In Limbo. It's Like Going From Nowhere To Nowhere.

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As He Weeps To Wicked Birds Of Prey, Who Pick Up On His Bread Crumb Sins, And There Are No Sins Inside The Gates Of Eden.

Life Has Its Ups And Downs, And Time Has To Be Your Partner. Really, Time Is Your Soul Mate.

She Takes Your Voice And Leaves You Howling At The Moon.

Well, I Don't Know, But I've Been Told The Streets In Heaven Are Lined With Gold. I Ask You How Things Could Get Much Worse If The Russians Happen To Get Up There First; Wowee! Pretty Scary!

Strange How People Who Suffer Together Have Stronger Connections Than Those Who Are Most Content.

And I'll Know My Song Well Before I Start Singing

The Sun's Not Yellow, Its Chicken!

What Looks Large From A Distance, Close Up Ain’t Never That Big.

The Times They Are A-changing.

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Come You Masters Of War You That Build All The Guns You That Build The Death Planes You That Build The Big Bombs You That Hide Behind Walls You That Hide Behind Desks I Just Want You To Know I Can See Through Your Masks.

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I See Through Your Brain Like I See Through The Water That Runs Down The Drain.

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I Was Down In The Sewer With Some Little Lover.

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The Truth That I Am Seeking Is In Your Missing File.

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They Said, Congratulations You Got What It Takes. They Sent Him Back To The Rat Race Without Any Brakes.

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Hold It, Doc, A World War Passed Through My Brain. He Said, Nurse, Get Your Pad, This Boy's Insane.

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You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody.

May Your Heart Always Be Joyful. May Your Song Always Be Sung.

Come Senators, Congressman, Please Heed The Call, Don't Stand In The Doorway, Don't Block The Hall.

I'm Not Going To Read Any Of These Magazines. I Mean, Because They've Just Got Too Much To Lose By Printing The Truth. You Know That.

Well, You Always Know Who You Are. I Just Don't Know Who I'm Gonna Become.

I See The Turning Of The Page, Curtain Rising On A New Age, See The Groom Still Waiting At The Altar.

You’re A Cow Give Me Some Milk Or Else Go Home

Some Formulas Are Too Complex And I Don't Want Anything To Do With Them.

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I'm Looking For A Woman Who's Head Is Mixed Up Like Mine.

I Consider Myself A Poet First And A Musician Second. I Live Like A Poet And I'll Die Like A Poet.

We Sit Here Stranded, Though We're All Doin' Our Best To Deny It

There's No Liquor In The Land That Can Stop Your Brain From Bleedin

Despite Everybody Who Has Been Born And Has Died, The World Has Just Gone On. I Mean, Look At Napoleon -but We Went Right On. Look At Harpo Marx -the World Went Around, It Didn't Stop For A Second. It's Sad But True. John Kennedy, Right?

The National Bank At Profit Sells Road Maps For The Soul.

Well, It's Hard To Stumble And Land In Some Muddy Lagoon When It's Nine Below Zero And Three O'clock In The Afternoon.

How Many Roads Must A Developer Walk Down, Before They Accept The Amenities Package?

Dealing With My Own Life Takes Priority Over Other People Dealing With My Life.

The Enemy Is Subtle, How Be It We Are So Deceived, When Truth's In Our Hearts And We Still Don't Believe.

So, I Don't Know. I Think So. It's All In The Heart, Whatever Keeps You That Way. Keeps You Forever Young. Forever Young Doesn't Necessarily Mean That You Don't Grow Old, But You Just Have Some Contact With What Put You Where You Are. You Know, Keep Some Type Of Contact. Anyway...

If You Wanted To, It Would Be Easy To Find Some Crappy Lyrics [of Bob Dylan] From The Eighties To Undermine The Nobel Prize.

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A Lot Of People From The Press Want To Talk To Me, But They Never Do.

You Have To Look At Every One Of Your Songs And Be Able To Identify With Them In A Meaningful Way. You Can Hardly Sing Your Songs Unless You're In Them. If You Want To Fake It, Go Ahead. Fake It If You Want. But I'm Not That Kind Of Singer.

I Had Ambitions To Set Out And Find, Like An Odyssey Or Going Home Somewhere, Set Out To Find This Home That I'd Left A While Back And Couldn't Remember Exactly Where It Was, But I Was On My Way There. And Encountering What I Encountered On The Way Was How I Envisioned It All. I Didn't Really Have Any Ambition At All. I Was Born Very Far From Where I'm Supposed To Be, And So, I'm On My Way Home, You Know?

Every Brain Is Civilized, Every Nerve Is Analyzed, Everything Is Criticized When You Are In Need.

I'm More Of An Adventurous Type Than A Relationship Type.

If You Try To Be Anyone But Yourself, You Will Fail; If You Are Not True To Your Own Heart, You Will Fail. Then Again, There's No Success Like Failure

Cop Comes Down The Street Crazy As A Loon, He Throws Us In Jail For Carrying Harpoons.

Sold My Guitar To The Baker's Son For A Few Crumbs And A Place To Hide.

In 1975,bob Dylan Was Almost 10 Years Past His Prime - And Then He Released The Best Album Of His Career, Blood On The Tracks. Written And Recorded Amid A Painful Divorce, Blood On The Tracks Is Proof That Heartbreak Makes Great Art - Just As Many Of The Albums That Followed Were The Opposite.

[bob Dylan] Was Rarely Tender And Seldom Reached Out To Anticipate Another's Needs.

When You're Sad And When You're Lonely And You Haven't Got A Friend, Just Remember That Death Is Not The End.

Yes, To Dance Beneath The Diamond Sky With One Hand Waving Free, Silhouetted By The Sea, Circled By The Circus Sands

I Gaze Into The Doorway Of Temptation's Angry Flame And Every Time I Pass That Way I Always Hear My Name

Walkin' Through The Leaves Fallin' From The Trees, Feelin' Like A Stranger Nobody Sees.

The Harmonica Is The World's Best-selling Musical Instrument. You're Welcome.

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You Breathed On Me And Made My Life A Richer One To Live, When I Was Deep In Poverty You Taught Me How To Give. Dried The Tears Up From My Dreams And Pulled Me From My Hole, Quenched My Thirst And Satisfied The Burning In My Soul.

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This Land Is Your Land And This Land Is My Land, Sure, But The World Is Run By Those That Never Listen To Music Anyway.

A Song Is Like A Dream, And You Try To Make It Come True. They're Like Strange Countries That You Have To Enter.

When You Cease To Exist, Then Who Will You Blame?

You Were Born With A Snake In Both Of Your Fists While A Hurricane Was Blowing.

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There Are Those Who Worship Loneliness, I'm Not One Of Them In This Age Of Fiberglass I'm Searching For A Gem The Crystal Ball Up On The Wall Hasn't Shown Me Nothing Yet I've Paid The Price Of Solitude, But At Last I'm Out Of Debt

The Land Created Me. I'm Wild And Lonesome. Even As I Travel The Cities, I'm More At Home In The Vacant Lots.

Take Care Of All Your Memories. For You Cannot Relive Them.

Stop All This Weeping, Swallow Your Pride/ You Will Not Die, Its Not Poison -tombstone Blues

Some Times I Think This Whole World Is One Big Prison Yeard Some Of Us Are Prisoners The Rest Of Us Are Guards

I Heard The Tongues Of Angels And The Tongues Of Men And It All Sounded No Different To Me.

I Am A Restless Soul Hungry Perhaps Wretched.

It's Sundown On The Union And What's Made In The Usa Sure Was A Good Idea 'til Greed Got In The Way.

Some People Seem To Fade Away But Then When They Are Truly Gone, It's Like They Didn't Fade Away At All.

Good Intentions Can Be Evil, Both Hands Are Full Of Grease. You Know, Sometimes Satan Comes As A Man Of Peace.

There's Eyes Behind The Mirrors In Empty Places.

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Even I Don't Know What I'm Saying Most Of The Time.

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How Many Times Must A Man Look Up, Before He Can See The Sky?

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Rhetorical Question

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What Good Are Fans? You Can't Eat Applause For Breakfast. You Can't Sleep With It.

How Many A Year Has Passed And Gone And Many Gamble Has Been Lost And Won, And Many A Road Taken By A Friend And Each One I've Never Seen Again.

The Radio Makes Hideous Sounds.

You Get Older. You Start Having Hopes For Other People Rather Than Yourself.

Upon Four-legged Forest Clouds The Cowboy Angel Rides

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Don't Follow Leaders, Watch Your Parkin' Meters.

The Warrior Who's Strength Is Not To Fight.

Done So Many Evil Things In The Name Of Love, It's A Crying Shame. I Never Did See No Fire That Could Put Out A Flame.

Mama's In The Factory, She Ain't Got No Shoes. Daddy's In The Alley, He's Looking For Food.

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Wasn't Making Any Great Connection Wasn't Falling For Any Intricate Scheme Nothing That Would Pass Inspection Just Thinking Of A Series Of Dreams

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