I'm sick of giving creeps money off my soul.

"Subterranean Homesick Blues" [of Bob Dylan] captures, in word-salad format, life in an encroaching police state.

Ironically, this was Bob Dylan's period [1967-74] of greatest fame.

After becoming famous once again - a 1976 song, "Hurricane," even marked a return to protest songwriting - [Bob] Dylan got addicted to drugs, found Jesus, left Jesus, and put out a lot of swill.

Lay down the song you strum, And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum.

There would be brilliant songs, but, as [Bob] Dylan admitted on the recent Martin Scorsese documentary about him (No Direction Home), the specific muse that inspired "It's Alright Ma" would not return.

You'll find out when you reach the top, you're on the bottom.