I don’t know exactly why, but I’ve listening this song over 10 times this week, and now if you compare it with Shakira or similar (say Bisval), and… god, something we are doing wrong, there is no Dylan anymore, is there anybody out there making something like this? Not even close. Well, given that this is my blog, once again, here goes, I love this song (also)
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, Take the rag away from your face. Now ain’t the time for your tears.
“He’s a pinboy. He also wears suspenders. He’s a real person. You know him, but not by that name… I saw him come into the room one night and he looked like a camel. He proceeded to put his eyes in his pocket. I asked this guy who he was and he said, “That’s Mr. Jones.” Then I asked this cat, “Doesn’t he do anything but put his eyes in his pocket?” And he told me, “He puts his nose on the ground.” It’s all there, it’s a true story.”