liner notes: )Another Side of Bob Dylan.rtf

8/14/2019 liner notes: )Another Side of Bob Dylan.rtf

1/37

baby black's

been had

ain't bad

smokestacked

chicken shacked

dressed in black

silver monkey

on her back

mammy ma

juiced pa

janitored

between the law

brothers ten

rat-faced

gravestoned

ditch dug

firescaped an' substroked

choked

baby black

hits back

robs, pawns

lives by trade

sits an' waits on fire plug

digs the heat

eyes meet

picket line


2/37

across the street

head rings

of bed springs

freedom's holler

you ask of order

she'd hock

the world

for a dollar an' a quarter

baby black

dressed in black

gunny sack

about t' crack

been gone

carry on

i'm givin' you

myself t' pawn

__________

for franoise hardy

at the seine's edge

a giant shadow

of notre dame

seeks t' grab my foot

sorbonne students

whirl by on thin bicycles


3/37

swirlin' lifelike colors of leather spin

the breeze yawns food

far from the bellies

or erhard meetin' johnson

piles of lovers

fishing

kissing

lay themselves on their books boats

old men

clothed in curly mustaches

float on the benches

blankets of tourist

in bright red nylon shirts

with straw hats of ambassadors

!cannot hear ni"on's

dawg bark now#

will sail away

as the sun goes down

the doors of the river are open

i must remember that

i too play the guitar

it's easy t' stand here

more lovers pass

on motorcycles

roped together

from the walls of the water then


4/37

i look across t' what they call

the right bank

an' envy

your

trumpet

player

__________

$i could make you crawl

if i was payin' attention$

he said munchin' a sandwich

in between chess moves

$what d' you wanna make

me crawl for%$

$i mean i just could$

$could make me crawl$

$yeah, make you crawl&$

$humm, funny guy you are$

$no, i just play t' win,

that's all$

$well if you can't win me,

then you're the worst player

i ever played$

$what d' you mean%$

$i mean i lose all the time$


5/37

his jaw tightened an' he took

a deep breath

$hummm, now i gotta beat you$

straight away an' into the ring

juno takes twenty pills an'

paints all day life he says

is a head kinda thing outside

of chicago, private come down

junkie nurse home heals countless

common housewives strung out

fully on drugstore dope, legally

sold t' help clean the kitchen

lenny bruce shows his seventh

avenue hand-made movies, while a

bunch of women sneak little white

tablets into shoes, stockings, hats

an' other hidin' places newspapers

tell neither irma goes t' israel

an' writes me that there, they

hate nazis much more 'n we over here

do eichmann dies yes, an' west

germany sends eighty-year-old

pruned-out gestapo hermit off t'

the penitentiary in east berlin

renata tells me that i must wear


6/37

tie t' get in t' this certain place

i wanna go back here, literate

old man with rebel flag above

home sweet home sign says he won't

vote for goldwater $talks too

much should keep his mouth shut$

i walk between backyards an' see

little boy with feather in his hair

lyin' dead on the grass he gets

up an' hands feather t' another

little boy who immediately falls

down $it's my turn t' be the good

guy take that, redskin$ bang bang

henry miller stands on other side

of ping pong table an' keeps

talkin' about me $did you ask

the poet fellow if he wants

something t' drink$ he says t'

someone gettin' all the drinks

i drop my ping pong paddle

an' look at the pool my worst

enemies don't even put me down

in such a mysterious way

college student trails me with

microphone an' tape machine


7/37

what d' you think a the communist

party% what communist party%

he rattles off names an' numbers

he can't answer my question he

tries harder i say $you don't

have t' answer my question$ he

gets all squishy i say

there's no answer t' my question

any more 'n there's an answer t'

your question ferris wheel runs

in california park an' the sky trembles

turns red above hiccups an' pointed

fingers i tell reporter lady that yes

i'm monstrously against the house

unamerican activities committee

an' also the cia an' i beg her please

not t' ask me why for it would take

too long t' tell she asks me about

humanity an' i say i'm not sure

what that word means she wants me

t' say what she wants me t' say she

wants me t' say what she

can understand a loose-tempered fat

man in borrowed stomach slams wife

in the face an' rushes off t' civil

rights meeting while some strange


8/37

girl chases me up smoky mountain

tryin' t' find out what sign i am

i take allen ginsberg t' meet fantastic

great beautiful artist an' no trespassin'

boards block up all there is t' see

eviction infection gangrene an'

atom bombs both ends e"ist only

because there is someone who wants

profit boy loses eyesight becomes

airplane pilot people pound their

chests an' other people's chests an'

interpret bibles t' suit their own

means respect is just a misinterpreted word

an' if esus (hrist himself came

down through these streets, (hristianity

would start all over again standin'

on the stage of all ground insects

play in their own world snakes

slide through the weeds ants come an'

go through the grass turtles an' lizards

make their way through the sand everything

crawls everything

an' everything still crawls

__________


9/37

jack o'diamonds

jack o'diamonds

one-eyed knave

on the move

hits the street

sneaks leaps

between pillars of chips

springs on them like samson

thumps thumps

strikes

is on the prowl

you'll only lose

shouldn't stay

jack o'diamonds

is a hard card t' play

jack o'diamonds

wrecked my hand

left me here t' stand

little tin men play

their drums now

upside my head

in the midst of cheers

flowers

four queens


10/37

with pawed out hearts

make believe

they're still good

but i should drop

fold

an' dean martin should apologize

t' the rolling stones

ho hum

weird tablestakes

young babies horseback ride

their fathers' necks

two dudes in hopped-up ford

for the tenth time

have rolled through town

it's your turn baby t'

cut the deck

on you're goin' under

stayed too long

chinese gong

down the way

says jack o'diamonds

!a high card#

jack o'diamonds

!but ain't high enough#

jack o'diamonds


11/37


jack o'diamonds used t' laugh at me

now wants t' collect from me

used t' be ashamed of me

now wants t' walk 'long side of me

jack o'diamonds

one-armed prince

wears but a single glove

as he shoves

never loves

the moon's too bright

as he's fi"ed mirrors

'round the room at night

it's hard t' think

there's probably somethin'

in my drink

should pour it out

inside the sink

would throw it in his face

but it'd do no good

give no gain

just leave a stain

jack o'diamonds

an' all his crap

needs some acid


12/37

in his lap

what hour now

it feels late somehow

my hounddog bays

need more ashtrays

i can't even remember

the early days

please don't stay

gather your bells an' go

jack o'diamonds

!can open for riches#

jack o'diamonds

!but then it switches#

a colorful picture but

beats only the ten

jack o'diamonds


jack o'diamonds stays indoors

wants me t' fight his wars

jack o'diamonds is a hard card t' play

never certain in the middle

commentin' on the songs of birds

chucklin' at screamin' mothers

jack o'diamonds drains

fish brains


13/37

raffles what's left over

across the table

t' little boy card sharks

who just sat down

t' get off their feet

bad luck run's all in fun

it's your choice your voice

you choose

you lose

run for cover

hallaluyah

you choose t' lose

take yourself

disappear

jack o'diamonds

!a king's death#

jack o'diamonds

!at the ace's breath#

jack o'diamonds


__________

run go get out of here

quick

leave joshua


14/37

split

go fit your battle

do your thing

i lost my glasses

can't see jericho

the wind is tyin' knots

in my hair

nothin' seems

t' be straight

out there

no i shan't go with you

i can't go with you

on the brooklyn bridge

he was cockeyed

an' stood on the edge

there was a priest talkin' to him

i was shiftin' myself around

so i could see from all sides

in an' out of stretched necks

an' things

cops held people back

the lady in back of me

burst into my groin

$sick sick some are so sick$

like a circus trapeze act


15/37

$oh i hope he don't do it$

he was on the other side of the railin'

both eyes fiery wide

wet with sweat

the mouth of a shark

rolled up soiled sleeves

his arms were thick an' tattooed

an' he wore a silver watch

i could tell at a glance

he was uselessly lonely

i couldn't stay an' look at him

i couldn't stay an' look at him

because i suddenly realized that

deep in my heart

i really wanted

t' see him jump

!a mob each member knowin'

that they all know an' see the same thing

they have the same thing in common

can stare at each other in total blankness

they do not have t' speak an' not feel guilty

about havin' nothing t' say everyday boredom

soaked by the temporary happiness

of that their search is finally over

for findin' a way t' communicate a leech cookout


16/37

giant cop out all mobs i would think

an' i was in it an' caught by the e"citement of it#

an' i walked away

i wanted t' see him jump so bad

that i had t' walk away an' hide

uptown uptown

orchard street

through all those people on

orchard street

pants legs in my face

$comere& comere&$

i don't need no clothes

an' cross the street

skull caps climb

by themselves out of manholes

an' shoebo"es ride

the cracks of the sidewalk

fishermen --

i've suddenly been turned into

a fish

but does anybody

wanna be a fisherman

any more 'n i

don't wanna be a fish


17/37

!swingin' wanda's

down in new orleans

rumbles across

brick written

swear word

vulgar wall

in new york city#

no they can't make it

off the banks of their river

i am in their river

!i wonder if he jumped

i really wonder if he jumped#

i turn corner

t' get off river

an' get off river

still goin' up

i about face

an' discover

that i'm on another river

!this time king re"

blesses me with plastic beads

an' toot toot whistles

paper rings an' things

royal street


18/37

bourbon street

st claude an' esplanade

pass an' pull

everything out of shape

joe b stuart

white southern poet

holds me up

we charge through casa

blazin' jukebo"

gumbo overflowin'

get kicked out of colored bar

streets jammed

hypnotic stars e"plode

in louisiana murder night

everything's wedged

arm in arm

stoned galore

must see you in mobile then

down governor nichel

an' gone#

ok i can get off this river too

on bleeker street

i meet many friends

who look back at me

as if they know something


19/37

i don't know

rocco an' his brothers

say that some people

are worse hung up than me

i don't wanna hear it

a basketball drops through

the hoop

an' i recall that the

living theater's been busted

!has the guy jumped yet%#

intellectual spiders

weave down si"th avenue

with colt forty-fives

stickin' out of their

belly buttons

an' for the first time

in my life

i'm proud that

i haven't read into

any masterpiece books

!an' why did i wanna see that

poor soul so dead%#

first of all two people get

together an' they want their doors


20/37

enlarged second of all, more

people see what's happenin' an'

come t' help with the door

enlargement the ones that arrive

however have nothin' more than

$let's get these doors enlarged$

t' say t' the ones who were

there in the first place it follows then that

the whole thing revolves around

nothing but this door enlargement idea

third of all, there's a group now e"istin'

an' the only thing that keeps them friends

is that they all want the doors enlarged

obviously, the doors're then enlarged

fourth of all,

after this enlargement

the group has t' find

something else t' keep

them together or

else the door enlargement

will prove t' be

embarrassing

on fourteenth street

i meet someone

who i know in front


21/37

wants t' put me

uptight

wants me t' be on

his level

in all honesty

he wants t' drag

me down there

i realize gravity

is my only enemy

loneliness has clutched

hands an' squeezes you

into wrongin' others

everybody has t' do things

keep themselves occupied

the workin' ones

have their minds on

the weekends

victims of the system

pack movie theaters

an' who an' of what

sadistic company is he

from that has the right

t' condemn others as trivial

whose fault

an' who really is t' blame

for one man carryin' a gun


22/37

it is impossible that

it's him

slaves are of no special color

an' the links of chains

fall into no special order

how good an actor do you have to be

and play )od

!in greece, a little old lady

a worker lady

looks at me

rubs her chin

an' by sign language asks

how come i'm so unshaven

$the sea is very beautiful here$

i reply

pointin' t' my chin

an' she believes me

needs no other answer

i strum the guitar

she dances

laughs

her bandana flies

i too realize that

she will die here

one the side of this sea


23/37

her death is certain here

my death is unknown

an' i come t' think that

i love her#

i talk t' people every day

involved in some scene

good an' evil are but words

invented by those

that are trapped in scenes

on what grounds are the

grounds for judgment

an i think also

that there is not

one thing anyplace

anywhere that makes any

sense there are only tears

an' there is only sorrow

there are no problems

i have seen what i've loved

slip away an' vanish i still

love what i've lost but t' run

an' try t' catch it'd

be very greedy


24/37

for the rest of my life

i will never chase a livin' soul

into the prison grasp

of my own self-love

i can't believe that i have

t' hate anybody

an' when i do

it will only be out of fear

an' i'll know it

i know no answers an' no truth

for absolutely no soul alive

i will listen t' no one

who tells me morals

there are no morals

an' i dream a lot

so go joshua

go fit your battle

i have t' go t' the woods

for a while

i hope you understand

but if you don't

it doesn't matter

i will be with you


25/37

ne"' time around

don't think about me

i'll be ok

just go ahead out there

right out there

do what you say

you're gonna do

an' who knows

someday

someone might even

write

a song

about you

__________

i used t' hate enzo

i used t' hate him

so much that i could've killed him

he was rotten an' ruthless

an' after what he could get

i was sure of that

my beloved one met him

in a far-off land

an' she stayed longer there

because of him


26/37

i croaked with e"haustion

that he was actually makin' her happy

i never knew him

sometimes i would see him

on my ceilin'

i could've shot him

the rovin' phony

the romantic idiot

i know about guys for

i myself am a guy

poison swings its pendulums

with a seasick sensation

an' i used t' want t' trample on him

i used t' want t' massacre him

i used t' want t' murder him

i wanted t' be like him so much

that i ached

i used t' hate enzo

__________

michelangelo would've wept

if he saw but once where charlie slept

!whoa, charlie, i'm afraid you've stepped

beyond the borders of being kept#

what price what price what price disgrace


27/37

for sleepin' on a cherub's face%

__________

an amazon chick

with an amazin' pancho villa face

thumb out on highway

stands in the boilin' sun

countin' cars go by

zoom

catch that

u-turn

watch truck

yes i knew zapata well

some of my friends

my very best

have even looked

like the japanese

at certain times

i myself think they're

grand make great radios

do you ever see liz taylor

down there

pack is heavy

there is ink

runnin' down its dusty straps


28/37

amarillo

ain't far

am going there too

won't need floor scrubbed

voice dubbed

or anything

won't need anything

a place fumbles in the sky

must make it t' trinidad

tonight

a flyin' saucer te"an

covered in cuff links

ate his steak for breakfast

an' now his car radiator

has blown up down the road

back here, a si"ty-three

mercury convertible

crashes into girl

an' ten birds

just crossed

the colorado border

__________

johnny !little johnny#

with his father's hammer


29/37

nailed five flies

t' the kitchen window

trapped baby bumblebees

in orange juice bottles

rib whipped his

younger brother

an' stuck his sister's hand

in the garbage disposal

pleasin' johnny

dad's football star

named all the girls

that did it

he did

an' never knew a

one that didn't

bruiser johnny

sore loser johnny

bad in math

but his parents fi"ed it

got too drunk in bars

an' his parents fi"ed

that too

lovin' johnny

crew-cut johnny

well molded

clean lived in


30/37

something his parents

could be proud of

no matter what the

cost to him

a structure of a manly duckling

but his parents

couldn't buy him

into the college

where he wanted t' go

genius johnny

poutin' johnny

punchin' johnny

crashed his

here son have a car good boy

cadillac into

a couldn't care less

railroad bridge

his parents supported him still

they bought new hankies

an' johnny got lots of flowers

an' so as spoked prongs

pierce from perilous heights

plungin'

through soft pillows,

there *+ a sound


31/37

that rings

no praise

no praise

but you must be

aware of poor johnny

t' hear it

__________

you tell me about politics

this that

you speak of rats

geese a world of peace

you stumble stammer

pound your fist

an' i tell you there are no politics

you swear

tell me how much you care

you cheat the lunch counter man

out of a pack of cigarettes


you tell me of goons'

graves ginks an' finks

an' of what you've read

an' how things should be

an' what you'd do if


32/37

an i say someone's been

tamperin' with your head

you jump

raise your voice

an' gyrate yourself

t' the tone of principles

your arm is raised


in the afternoon you run

t' keep appointments

with false lovers

an' this leaves you

drained by nightfall

you ask me questions

an' i say that every question

if it's a truthful question

can be answered by askin' it

you stomp

get mad

i say it's got nothin' t' do with

gertrude stein

you turn your eyes

t' the radio

an' tell me what a

wasteland e"ists in television

you rant an' rave


33/37

of poverty

your fingers crawl the walls

the screen door leaves black marks

across your nose

your breath remains on

window glass

bullfight posters hang crooked above your head

an' the phone rings constantly

you tell me how much i've changed

as if that is all there is t' say

out of the side of your mouth

while talkin' on the wires

in a completely different

tone of voice

than you had a minute ago

when speakin' t' me about something else

i say what's this about changes%

you say $let's go get drunk$

light a cigarette

$an' throw up on the world$

you go t' your closet

mumblin' about the phoniness of churches

an' spastic national leaders

i say groovy but

also holy hollowness too

yes hollow holiness


34/37

an' that some of my best friends

know people that go t' church

you blow up

slam doors

say $can't no one say nothin' t' you$

s say $what do ou think%$

your face laughs

you say $oh yeeeeeaah%$

i'm gonna break up i say

an' reach for your coat

'neath piles of paper slogans

i say your house is dirty

you say you should talk

your hallway stinks as

we walk through it

your stairs tilt drastically

your railing's rotted

an' there's blood at the

bottom of your steps

you say t' meet bricks with bricks

i say t' meet bricks with chalk

you tell me monster floor plans

an' i tell you about a bookie shop

in boston givin' odds on the presidential

race

i'm not gonna bet for a while i say


35/37

little children

shoot craps

in the alley garbage pot

you say $nothin's perfect$

an' i tell you again

there are no

politics

__________

high treachery sails

unveils

its last wedding song

bang sing the bells

the low pauper's prayer

rice rags in blossom

blow in a fleet

ribbons in the street

white as a sheet

!a e"ican cigarette#

the people've been set

t' try t' forget

that their

whole life's a honeymoon

over soon

i'm not gettin' caught


36/37

by all this rot

as i vanish down the road

with a starving actress

on each arm

!for better or best

in sickness an' madness#

i do take thee

i'm already married

so i'll continue as one

faithful done

ah fair blondy

ye lead me blindly

* am in the gravel

an' down on the gamut

for our anniversary

you can make me nervous

clink sings the tower

clang sang the preacher

inside of the altar

outside of the theater

mystery fails

when treachery prevails

the forgotten rosary

nails

itself t' a cross

of sand


37/37

an' rich men

stare t' their

private own-ed murals

all is lost (inderella

all is lost

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