Somebody Had To Be Bob Dylan. I

They Like To Take All This Money From Sin, Build Big Universities To Study In, Sing Amazing Grace All The Way To The Swiss Banks.

I See The Turning Of The Page, Curtain Rising On A New Age, See The Groom Still Waiting At The Altar.

Technology To Wipe Out Truth Is Now Available. Not Everybody Can Afford It But It's Available. When The Cost Comes Down, Look Out!

Every Writer At The New Yorker Is Smarter Than Me.

I Was Sick Of The Way My Lyrics Had Been Extrapolated, Their Meanings Subverted Into Polemics And That I Had Been Anointed As The Big Bubba Of Rebellion, High Priest Of Protest, The Duke Of Disobedience, Leader Of The Freeloaders, Kaiser Of Apostasy, Archbishop Of Anarchy, The Big Cheese. Horrible Titles Any Way You Want To Look At It. All Code Words For Outlaw.