Hey, Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me / I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to / Hey, Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me / In the jingle jangle morning, I’ll come following you
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Well the pressures down the boss ain’t here / He’s got north for a while / They say that vanity got the best of him / But he sure left here in style
Today, and tomorrow, and yesterday, too / The flowers are dyin’ like all things do / Follow me close, I’m going to Berlinale / I’ll lose my mind if you don’t come with me
Most of the time / I’m clear focused all around / Most of the time / I can keep both feet on the ground
The guilty undertaker sighs / The lonesome organ grinder cries / The silver saxophones say I should refuse you / The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Standing on the waters casting your bread / While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing / Distant ships sailing into the mist / You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
My love, she speaks like silence / Without ideals or violence / Don’t have to say she’s faithful / Yet she’s true like ice, like fire
Go ‘way from my window / Leave at your own chosen speed / I’m not the one you want, babe / I’m not the one you need
When the rain is blowing in your face / And the whole world is on your case / I could offer you a warm embrace / To make you feel my love
You walk into the room / With your pencil in your hand / You see somebody naked and you / You say: Who is that man?