Dylan, Bob - Like A Rolling Stone - Spain - 1965

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    1. rchrdstranger 54 months ago | reply

      (as always)
      "HALLOWEEN" Persona???

      Have you seen
      (2007 - Todd Haynes)
      IF NOT
      "RENT IT TODAY"!!!

      A very HAPPY & SAFE




      (words & music by BOB DYLAN)


      Once upon a time you dressed so fine
      You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?
      People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
      You thought they were all kiddin' you
      You used to laugh about
      Everybody that was hangin' out
      Now you don't talk so loud
      Now you don't seem so proud
      About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

      How does it feel
      How does it feel
      To be without a home
      Like a complete unknown
      Like a rolling stone ?

      You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
      But you know you only used to get juiced in it
      And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
      And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
      You said you'd never compromise
      With the mystery tramp, but know you realize
      He's not selling any alibis
      As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
      And say do you want to make a deal?

      How does it feel
      How does it feel
      To be on your own
      With no direction home
      Like a complete unknown
      Like a rolling stone ?
      You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
      When they all come down and did tricks for you
      You never understood that it ain't no good
      You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
      You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
      Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
      Ain't it hard when you discover that
      He really wasn't where it's at
      After he took from you everything he could steal.

      How does it feel
      How does it feel
      To be on your own
      With no direction home
      Like a complete unknown
      Like a rolling stone ?

      Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
      They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
      Exchanging all precious gifts
      But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
      You used to be so amused
      At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
      Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
      When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
      You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

      How does it feel
      How does it feel
      To be on your own
      With no direction home
      Like a complete unknown
      Like a rolling stone ?


      (words & music by BOB DYLAN)


      Of war and peace the truth just twists
      Its curfew gull just glides
      Upon four-legged forest clouds
      The cowboy angel rides
      With his candle lit into the sun
      Though its glow is waxed in black
      All except when 'neath the trees of Eden.

      The lamppost stands with folded arms
      Its iron claws attached
      To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail
      Though it shadows metal badge
      All and all can only fall
      With a crashing but meaningless blow
      No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden.

      The savage soldiers sticks his head in sand
      And then complains
      Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
      But still remains
      Upon the beach where hound dogs bay
      At ships with tatooed sails
      Heading for the Gates of Eden.

      With a time-rusted compass blade
      Alladin and his lamp
      Sits with Utopian hermit monks
      Side saddle on the Golden Calf
      And on their promises of paradise
      You will not hear a laugh
      All except inside the Gates of Eden.

      Relationships of ownership
      They whisper in the wings
      To those condemned to act accordingly
      And wait for succeeding kings
      And I will try to harmonize with songs
      The lonesome sparrow sings
      There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden.

      The motorcycle black madonna
      Two-wheeled gypsy queen
      And her silver-studded phantom cause
      The gray flannel dwarf to scream
      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.

      The kingdoms of Experience
      In the precious wind they rot
      While paupers change possessions
      Each one wishing for what the other has got
      And the princess and the prince
      Discuss what's real and what is not
      It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden.

      The foreign sun, it squints upon
      A bed that is never mine
      As friends and other strangers
      From their fates try to resign
      Leaving men wholly totally free
      To do anything they wish to do but die
      And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden.

      At dawn my lower comes to me
      And tells me of her dreams
      With no attempts to shovel the glimpse
      Into the ditch of what each one means
      At times I think there are no words
      But these to tell what's true
      And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden.


    2. Affendaddy 54 months ago | reply

      Hey Stranger ! This version of Like A R S sounds to modern !
      This song must be heard only in MONO !!!!! :-)

    3. delpentax (away or a while) 54 months ago | reply

      Gate of Eden - never heard

    4. rchrdstranger 54 months ago | reply

      either pull out one of your speakers
      left or right...

      or post
      "the mono"
      Actually I thought you
      were gonna say

      Which I have!!!

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