I Have Tried My Hand

Somebody Had To Be Bob Dylan. I Guess I Was Best Equipped To Do The Job.

I See Through Your Brain Like I See Through The Water That Runs Down The Drain.

Sometimes It's Not Enough To Know What Things Mean, Sometimes You Have To Know What Things Don't Mean.

Obscenity, Who Really Cares. Propaganda, All Is Phony.

I Once Loved A Girl, Her Skin It Was Bronze With The Innocence Of A Lamb, She Was Gentle Like A Fawn I Courted Her Proudly But Now She Is Gone Gone As The Season She's Taken