Anger and jealousy's all that he sells us, he's content when you're under his thumb. Madmen oppose him, but your kindness throws him, to survive it you play deaf and dumb.
I'm determined to stand whether God will deliver me or not.
Lay down the song you strum, And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum.
Bob has never written a bad song. Bob Dylan is a genius.
It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry
It's not important what other people call you. If you yourself know you're a fake, that's tougher to live with.