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Bob Dylan's Blues

Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto
They are ridin’ down the line
Fixin’ ev’rybody’s troubles
Ev’rybody’s ’cept mine
Somebody musta tol’ ’em
That I was doin’ fine
 
Oh you five and ten cent women
With nothin’ in your heads
I got a real gal I’m lovin’
And Lord I’ll love her till I’m dead
Go away from my door and my window too
Right now
 
Lord, I ain’t goin’ down to no race track
See no sports car run
I don’t have no sports car
And I don’t even care to have one
I can walk anytime around the block
 
Well, the wind keeps a-blowin’ me
Up and down the street
With my hat in my hand
And my boots on my feet
Watch out so you don’t step on me
 
Well, lookit here buddy
You want to be like me
Pull out your six-shooter
And rob every bank you can see
Tell the judge I said it was all right
Yes!
 
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Good Die Young

I pick the paper up, God got another one
It makes me wonder if what I do is that enough, ooh
Lump in my throat, took the high road
Easy to be brave when the road's already paved
Sometimes I only see what's standin' right in front of me, no
 
Wanna believe in something bigger
Can't always see the bigger picture
 
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Where do they go? Why do they leave us
When there's so much more to be done?
And do they know how much we need 'em?
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Oh-oh-ooh-oh
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Woah-ooh-oh
 
A whole nation with heavy hearts in their chests
Nobody's got the words, but we're so afraid of the silence
 
Wanna believe in something bigger (oh noo)
Can't always see the bigger picture
 
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Where do they go? Why do they leave us
When there's so much more to be done?
And do they know how much we need 'em?
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Oh-oh-ooh-oh
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Woah-ooh-oh
 
People dying, I'm not crying for attention
I won't change (I won't change, I won't change)
What does it take for us to wake up?
We gotta learn to love again (love again, love again)
If this is a lesson
Then I don't think I get it
No, I don't think I get it
 
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Where do they go? Why do they leave us
When there's so much more to be done?
And do they know, oh!
 
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Oh yeah
Can you tell me, can anybody tell me
Why the good die young? Oh-oh-ooh-oh
Can you tell me why the good die young? Woah-ooh-oh
Why do the good, why do the good die young, oh yeah
Oh, there's so much more, so much more work to be done
Oh, no no no no, oh yeah
 

Bodies

[Verse 1]
Two little notes in the universe
A melody no one's ever heard
We light a fire and we let it burn
In a place we call planet Earth
 
[Verse 2]
Your boneless tongue will heal
My aching heart and soul
Two little notes in the universe
Keep on breathing, keep on 'til it hurts
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Bleed until you learn to love
 
[Chorus]
We are bodies, we are flesh and lungs
We are soldiers in a war that can't be won
That can't be won
We are bo-, we are bo-
We are bodies, we are bodies
We are alive
 
[Verse 3]
My heart's beating like it's full of rage
My ribs feel like a metal cage
Kill the demons and we'll run away
This is our time, it's our great escape
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Bleed until you learn to love
 
[Chorus]
We are bodies, we are flesh and lungs
We are soldiers in a war that can't be won
That can't be won
We are bo-, we are bo-
We are bodies, we are bodies
We are alive, alive
 
[Chorus]
We are bodies, we are flesh and lungs
We are soldiers in a war that can't be won
That can't be won
We are bo-, we are bo-
We are bodies, we are bodies
We are alive, alive
 

Just My Paranoia

[Intro]
I done been to jail for a lot of stupid shit
And when you go to jail for a lot of stupid shit, you try not to go back
And I...you know...I take precaution, you know
However, sometimes you can take too much precaution
To the point where it gets - ridiculous. Haha, aww man

[Verse 1]
Each day at my dope spot
I watch him as he passes by (Hey black, hey black who dat man, who dat?)
I say to myself he looks like the FBI (Yeah)
A white man like him (White man like him?)
What is he doing over here? (You know what I'm sayin? I don't know)
I wonder what does he want
Then he asks me
'You got a light? You wanna help me smoke this blunt?' (aww yeah)

[Chorus]
It was just my paranoia (hey hey hey)
Running away with me yeah
It was just my paranoia
Running away (aww yeah)

[Verse 2]
Down on my luck couldn't find no job
I'd rather sell dope than rob, why squab?
I know I can't do it forever
So uh, I'ma do it quick and clever (quick and clever)
However, drinkin my liquor, smokin endo (endo)
Two cops ran by my window (aww shit)
It's a raid (a raid?) - or that's what I assumed (yeah)
I flushed two ounces in the bathroom
I ran out the back before they could find me
Come to find out, they raided the house behind me (You're trippin')
Yeah man, they ran through my backyard, hopped over the fence, anyway

[Chorus]
It was just my paranoia (hey hey hey)
Running away with me yeah
It was just my paranoia
Running away (aww yeah)
For real boy

[Afroman talking]
I'm tellin you man your paranoia can get to you man
I remember man I used to trip on everything you know what I'm sayin
I'd be chillin with them
And we'd be goin off man
Hey, you know what I hate though (What's that man?)

[Verse 3]
I hate them late model cars doggonnit
Look like bikes with all those antennaes on it
Paranoid I used to sell yell man
Trippin on the telephone and the mailman
Treat customers like compulsive liars (compulsive liars)
Raise their shirt and check for wires (check for wires)
I got a little money but I need a little more
Damn somebody's knockin at my front door
Some guy in a shirt and tie (shirt and tie)
Is it Homicide or FBI? (FBI)
Does he have a warrant for Joseph Foreman? (Joseph Foreman)
Oh you're a Mormon

[Chorus]
Just my paranoia (Come on in man)
Running away with me yeah
It was just my paranoia
Running away (aww yeah)

[Afroman talking]
Hey man, you know where my paranoia really get me at man? (What's that?)
When I'm walkin through the mall or shoppin man (Hell yeah)
Everybody be lookin like undercovers, cause they be starin (Man you know)
And I don't be knowin, you know what I'm sayin?

[Verse 4]
I hate sellin dope
I think about stoppin
Undercover cops follow me while I'm shoppin (damn)
Trackin me with a hidden camera (hidden camera)
Plottin to throw me back in the slammer
They think I don't see em, but yes I do (yes I do)
They some haters (haters), actin like they pickin tomatoes (pickin tomatoes)
I'm ready for quick decisions (quick decisions)
Keep 'em in my peri-fee-al vision (in my peri-fee-al vision)
I see 'em in the airport, plain and clear
Street clothes with that little wire in their ear
They rush me, shake my hand
'I'm your biggest fan, sign this for me Afroman'

[Chorus]
Just my paranoia (hey hey hey)
Running away with me
It was just my paranoia
Running away
It was just my paranoia
Running away with me yeah
It was just my paranoia
Running away

[Verse 5]
You know
I wrote a hit song 'Because I Got High' (high)
Signed with Universal
Now my bank account's dry
Universal records, yeah mon
Took my money like Enron
Broke and alone
Things got hard
However, it brought me close to God
I changed my life and became a Christian, singer, rapper, and musician
I've been high, I've been low, I've been rich, I've been po', I've been right, I've been wrong
Since I been with God my paranoia's gone

[Chorus: Repeat until fade]
No more paranoia (hey hey hey)
Running away with me yeah
I have no more paranoia
Running away (aww yeah)

Exquisite Torment Awaits

Abandon hope all ye who enter here
For herein lies the path to sadness
The poetry of woe set midst the sweet lament of fear
Carouses in fantasia like spirits cast to madness
 
Here we pray
Severe, the day
 
Dies irae
Dies illa
Dies tribulationis
Et angustiæ
Dies calamitatis
Et misteriæ
Dies tenebarum
Et caliginis
Dies nebulæ
Et turbinis
Dies tubæ
Et clangoris...
 
Fresh meat now tests these jaws of death