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Feeling Feeling
Feeling Feeling
Feeling Feeling
Feeling Feeling
Higher than the ceiling
Life is like a maze I'm a runner like I'm Dylan
I must be

was thinking that since in them Lunchable days
Fuck it, now the kid is nothing to fuck with
Niggas really delusional thinking that they could stomach

You’re A Big Girl Now
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off-a my feet
And I’m back in the rain, oh, oh

dance that real Martha Graham shit
Night in jail, out on bail, time to rail shit
More like Bob fuckin Dylan than Cate Blanchett
We on that real Peter Pan

Make You Feel My Love (Live) - 张珈铭

Written by：Bob Dylan

When the rain is blowing in your face

And the whole world is on your case

I could offer

Lithuania

Dan Bern

The Swastika

any place different 
Sometimes I want to dance on Hitler's grave 
And shout out: Groucho Marx, Lenny Bruce, Leonard Cohen, Philip Roth, 
Bob Dylan

HERE is a story about fame i heard
It first as a fable in Somalia
Before living it out in America

The fox, they say, once had an elegant walk
For

Lay, Lady, Lay
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you

knows what its doing

Back there in the 60's - you know we put a man upon the moon
Worked out DNA - had time for Woodstock too.
We had Bob Dylan, Jimi

mad
What can I do to atone

My robot likes bob dylan
And the poems of robert frost
And on one snowy evening
Saved me when I was lost
My robot plays

in training/
Don’t know what to do wit a Snoop/
In need of some money Bob Dylan the blues/
Don Juan got me dripping the suit/
Sean John got me Diddy

linking with shordy for the cheese nigga
They don't know the grinding is way too deep nigga
How can i get educated by drug dealers?
How come when we doing

As die honger aan my maag kou
Dan stap ek af in Schoeman en sny koek oor die museum se gras
Tot by die KwikSpar in Wesselstraat

'n Ou Bob Dylan song

so we bob like Dylan
Remember, driving around an all white Nissan
Thinking about the future
Using foresight vision
Listening to Dad as the porch light

gold then you'd make a killing

you were cast out by your sister, your brother
your stubbornness only added your mother 
from your verbal abuse, I know

bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep.

Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,

pack on ice     
This our life
On a Friday night

Tre is doin keg stands for
Pretty girls with spray on tans 
Sittin in their lawnchairs 
Out by the fire

Tiger Whitehead

Johnny Cash

Children's Album

1975

black bear is drinkin' lappin' water like a dog
Tiger Whitehead's in the bed sleepin' like a log
Tomorrow he'll see bear tracks seven intches wide
And by

the silver swirling sky
And the clocks came crashing down
But oh the time kept rushing by
Paint me out on the waters wide
Softly cradle the dying light
Brush

I hit the booth
A strong nigga still a soldier through and through
Mama stressed by a couple of things I need to mention

I think my bro is in need

Lessened by the buy
Measured wide by word and gold

Waves come like a train
And there's no way of stopping them
The heainess is your pain
So long you don't

Mama, You Been On My Mind
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Perhaps it’s the color of the sun cut flat
An’ coverin’ the crossroads I’m standing at
Or maybe it’s

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark for me to see
I

On the gas roaring, Godzilling
With my guitar and cigar bob dylan
Seeing stars, color bars, not filming
Listen man, you know what the deal is

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