Subterranean Homesick Blues lyrics

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BOB DYLAN lyrics : "Subterranean Homesick Blues"


Johny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine

I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat

Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off

Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when

But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend

The man in the coon-skip cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills

You only got ten.

Maggie comes fleet foot

Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but

The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May

Orders from the DA
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did

Walk on your tip toes
Don't try, 'No Doz'
Better stay away from those

That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes

You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows.


Get sick, get well
Hang around an ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell

If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write Braille

Get jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you failed
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit

But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters

Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders

Watch the parkin' meters.

Ah get born, keep warm

Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success

Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'

And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid

Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals

Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum

The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles.

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