Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on"

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DesertRat -> Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/28/2008 9:39:07 AM)
Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief looks up at his hero, the Commander In Chief, says, "Tell me, Great Hero, but please make it brief, is there a hole for me to get sick in?" The Commander In Chief answers him while chasing a fly saying, "Death to all those who would whimper and cry!" And dropping a barbell, he points to the sky, saying, "The sun's not yellow--it's CHICKEN!!" Tombstone Blues by Bob Dylan on Highway 61 Revisited

seeksfemslave -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/28/2008 3:27:14 PM)
Reads like meaningless crap to me.!!!!

DesertRat -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/28/2008 7:40:39 PM)
I believe Dylan came along after your time. Ask your kids to explain it to you.

pahunkboy -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/29/2008 12:35:42 PM)
one only has to go back decades to cite any real music. lol

farglebargle -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/29/2008 1:08:17 PM)
What goes around, comes around.

candystripper -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/29/2008 1:38:41 PM)
O, what fun! 'Masters of War' 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 You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain You fasten the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you Even Jesus would never Forgive what you do Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand o'er your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead [image]http://www.bobdylan.com/images/dotclear.gif[/image] Bob Dylan 1963 candystripper

NumberSix -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/29/2008 1:44:40 PM)
"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief, "There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, None of them along the line know what any of it is worth." "No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke, "There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late." All along the watchtower, princes kept the view While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl. [image]http://www.bobdylan.com/images/dotclear.gif[/image] Am I doin' alright? Am I doin' alright? are the mosquitos gettin' black? Bob Zimmerman, Hibbing, Minnesota

candystripper -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/29/2008 1:48:10 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: DesertRat I believe Dylan came along after your time. Ask your kids to explain it to you. ROFLMAO!!!!! candystripper P.S. This one of my favorite Dylan songs: 'Gotta Serve Somebody' You may be an ambassador to England or France, You may like to gamble, you might like to dance, You may be the heavyweight champion of the world, You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody. You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage, You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage, You may be a business man or some high degree thief, They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody. You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk, You may be the head of some big TV network, You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame, You may be living in another country under another name But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody. You may be a construction worker working on a home, You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome, You might own guns and you might even own tanks, You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody. You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride, You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side, You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair, You may be somebody's mistress, may be somebody's heir But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody. Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk, Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk, You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread, You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody. You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy, You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy, You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray, You may call me anything but no matter what you say You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody. Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody. [image]http://www.bobdylan.com/images/dotclear.gif[/image] Bob Dylan, 1979

farglebargle -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/29/2008 4:46:03 PM)
When your mother sends back all your invitations And your father to your sister he explains That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you And the smell of their roses does not remain And all of your children start to resent you Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned Have died in battle or in vain And you're sick of all this repetition Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? When all of your advisers heave their plastic At your feet to convince you of your pain Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to All lay down their bandanas and complain And you want somebody you don't have to speak to Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? PS: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idtLSh3AeyE

pahunkboy -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/29/2008 4:55:37 PM)
either todays crop of musicians is talentless, or clear channel doesnt air the music. it is pathetic we have to go back decades to experience good music. passion. I can think of much after 1990 that is quality....

Alumbrado -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/29/2008 7:43:44 PM)
If you are waiting for ClearChannel, no wonder you are missing out on a lot of good contemporary music.

pahunkboy -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/30/2008 4:51:28 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Alumbrado If you are waiting for ClearChannel, no wonder you are missing out on a lot of good contemporary music. LOL- yeah. I pretty much have given up on radio. :-)

farglebargle -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/30/2008 5:02:45 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Alumbrado If you are waiting for ClearChannel, no wonder you are missing out on a lot of good contemporary music. And that's why the FCC had ownership limits....

Alumbrado -> RE: Dylan as prophet, or "Bring 'em on" (6/30/2008 7:48:47 AM)
But Lady Bird was the widow of the freakin' President for Chrisssake.... What could be the harm of rewriting a few anti-trust laws for her?[;)]

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