I love Dylan. I only met him once, about three years ago, back at the Kettle of Fish on MacDougal Street. That was before I went to England. I think both of us were pretty drunk at the time, so he probably doesn’t remember it.
We have time, there's no big rush.
They've imitated me so good that sometimes I hear people copying my mistakes
I try to use my music to move these people to act.
The night I was born, Lord I swear the moon turned a fire red.
To be with the others, you have to have your hair short and wear ties. So we're trying to make a third world happen, you know what I mean?