[bob Dylan] Was Rarely Tender And Seldom

Now All The Criminals In Their Suits And Ties Are Free To Drink Martinis And Watch The Sunrise

Ain't It Hard When You Discover That, He Wasn't Really Where It's At, After He Took From You Everything He Could Steal. How Does It Feel?

Her Profession's Her Religion, Her Sin Is Lifelessness.

I'm Looking For A Woman Who's Head Is Mixed Up Like Mine.

I'm Inconsistent, Even To Myself.