Song | Talkin' World War III Blues (Live at Brandeis University) |
Artist | Bob Dylan |
Album | Bob Dylan In Concert: Brandeis University 1963 |
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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, I know I look funny | |
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 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 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 |
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 awondering 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, I know I look funny | |
Down at the corner by a hotdog 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 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 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 Rockaday Johnny singin', " Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa | |
Our Love' s Agonna Grow Oohwah, Oohwah" | |
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 |
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 awondering 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, I know I look funny | |
Down at the corner by a hotdog 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 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 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 Rockaday Johnny singin', " Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa | |
Our Love' s Agonna Grow Oohwah, Oohwah" | |
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 |