It's like going out to the desert and screaming and then having little kids throw their sandbox at you. I'm only 24.
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies. One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes.
Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.
All that foreign oil controlling American soil.
There's no liquor in the land that can stop your brain from bleedin
Along with some of the worst music of Bob Dylan's career ("Self-Portrait," 1970), this period produced some gems - including many songs recorded with The Band in '67 but not released until years later.