I'm The Oldest Son Of A Crazy

If I Had The Stars From The Darkest Night And The Diamonds From The Deepest Ocean, I'd Forsake Them All For Your Sweet Kiss, For That's All I'm Wishin' To Be Ownin'.

I Am Hanging In The Balance Of A Perfect Finished Plan, Like Every Sparrow Falling, Like Every Grain Of Sand.

I'd Been Going Though His Trash. He Knocked Me Down. I Was Glad To See Him, Even Though He Was Banging My Head Against The Sidewalk. Afterwards These Bums Come Over And Say, 'did He Get Much Money?' I Say, 'money'? That Was Bob Dylan.

They Self-inflict Punishment On Their Own Broken Lives, Put Their Faith In Their Possessions, In Their Jobs, Or Their Wives.

Well The Book Of Leviticus And Deuteronomy, The Law Of The Jungle And The Sea Are Your Only Teachers.