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   "Talkin' World War lll Blues"   
   by Bob Dylan   
      
   Some time ago a crazy dream came to me   
   I dreamt I was walkin' into World War Three   
   I went to the doctor the very next day   
   To see what kinda words he could say   
   He said it was a bad dream   
   I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though   
   They were my own dreams and they're only in my head   
      
   I said, "Hold it, Doc, a World War passed through my brain"   
   He said, "Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane"   
   He grabbed my arm, I said, "Ouch!"   
   As I landed on the psychiatric couch   
   He said, "Tell me about it"   
      
   Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast   
   It was all over by quarter past   
   I was down in the sewer with some little lover   
   When I peeked out from a manhole cover   
   Wondering who turned the lights on   
      
   Well, I got up and walked around   
   And up and down the lonesome town   
   I stood a-wondering which way to go   
   I lit a cigarette on a parking meter and walked on down the road   
   It was a normal day   
      
   Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell   
   And I leaned my head and I gave a yell   
   "Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man"   
   A shotgun fired and away I ran   
   I don't blame them too much though   
   They didn't know me   
      
   Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand   
   I seen a man   
   I said, "Howdy friend, I guess there's just us two"   
   He screamed a bit and away he flew   
   Thought I was a Communist   
      
   Well, I spied me a girl and before she could leave   
   "Let's go and play Adam and Eve"   
   I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'   
   When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin'   
   You see what happened last time they started"   
      
   Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown   
   And there was nobody aroun'   
   I got into the driver's seat   
   And I drove down to 42nd Street   
   In my Cadillac. Good car to drive after a war   
      
   Well, I remember seein' some ad   
   So I turned on my Conelrad   
   But I didn't pay my Con Ed bill   
   So the radio didn't work so well   
   Turned on my record player—   
   It was Rock-a-day Johnny singin', "Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa   
   Our Love's A-gonna Grow Ooh-wah, Ooh-wah"   
      
   I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue   
   I needed somebody to talk to   
   So I called up the operator of time   
   Just to hear a voice of some kind   
   "When you hear the beep it will be three o'clock"   
   She said that for over an hour   
   And I hung up   
      
   Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then   
   Sayin', "Hey I've been havin' the same old dreams   
   But mine was a little different you see   
   I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me   
   I didn't see you around"   
      
   Well, now time passed and now it seems   
   Everybody's having them dreams   
   Everybody sees themselves   
   Walkin' around with no one else   
   Half of the people can be part right all of the time   
   Some of the people can be all right part of the time   
   But all of the people can't be all right all of the time   
   I think Abraham Lincoln said that   
   "I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours"   
   I said that   
      
   Written by Bob Dylan © 1963   
      
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    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)