Bob Dylan (1 Viewer)

my dad used to play him all the time when i was growing up, he is deep in my heart.

"johnny's in the trash can, mixin' up the medicine... nah nah nah, look out jim neh neh neh neh" it's all in there, i just need to arrange it properly.
 
hag said:
my dad used to play him all the time when i was growing up, he is deep in my heart.

"johnny's in the trash can, mixin' up the medicine... nah nah nah, look out jim neh neh neh neh" it's all in there, i just need to arrange it properly.


track right after that is amazing

"she's got everything she needs
she's an artist, she don't look back,
takes the dark out of the night
and paints the night time black"

like.. how fucking amazing and hot must this girl be?

brilliant
 
Pantone247 said:
track right after that is amazing

"she's got everything she needs
she's an artist, she don't look back,
takes the dark out of the night
and paints the night time black"

like.. how fucking amazing and hot must this girl be?

brilliant

Almost as cool as the girl in this song.
She seems to have a good handle on things.
My first and only crush on a song character....

Love Minus Zero (No Limit)

My love she speaks like silence,
Without ideals or violence,
She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
People carry roses,
Make promises by the hours,
My love she laughs like the flowers,
Valentines can't buy her.

In the dime stores and bus stations,
People talk of situations,
Read books, repeat quotations,
Draw conclusions on the wall.
Some speak of the future,
My love she speaks softly,
She knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no success at all.

The cloak and dagger dangles,
Madams light the candles.
In ceremonies of the horsemen,
Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
Statues made of match sticks,
Crumble into one another,
My love winks, she does not bother,
She knows too much to argue or to judge.

The bridge at midnight trembles,
The country doctor rambles,
Bankers' nieces seek perfection,
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
The wind howls like a hammer,
The night blows cold and rainy,
My love she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing.
 
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Bob Dole: "Bob Dylan"
 
yeh also the bird Ruth from stuck inside of mobile with the memphis blues again

Your debutante just knows what you need
But I know what you want
 
Cleaning out my emails on account of leaving work and came across this, courtesy of Hector Grey:
Everything, ever, that Bob Dylan has ever done, is crap. You know it.
Somewhere deep inside you, you know. And anyone under fifty who still
listens to the man does it for one reason, to appeal to some long
haired, braless girl in a linen dress, found sitting by the window in
some rive gauche café reading Engel, with dreams of revolution in her
head and the whispers of profane amour for some wandering intellectual
minstrel on her lips, and always Blonde on Blonde in her walkman as she
travels from city to city, country to country, trailing behind her the
whiff of patchouli oil as she glances her bare feet across the cobbles.

This girl does not exist, you sad knave, and even if she did, she
wouldn't be into you. Idiot wind, indeed.
This made me feel real good about myself (cos Hector was wrong, you see)
 
egg_ said:
Cleaning out my emails on account of leaving work and came across this, courtesy of Hector Grey:

This made me feel real good about myself (cos Hector was wrong, you see)
seems spoh hon to me:p i love that girl...
 
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