What did I owe the rest of the world? Nothing.
Ironically, this was Bob Dylan's period [1967-74] of greatest fame.
I'm sick of giving creeps money off my soul.
Oh, time is short and the days are sweet and passion rules the arrow that flies.
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, just remind me to show you the scars.
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'. When she said, hey man, you crazy or somethin'?