Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth, blowing down the back roads headin’ south.
Fast lane, high speed, on the grind, 24/7.
A bottle of red, a bottle of white, it all depends upon your appetite.
Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light to chase a feather in the wind, within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight there moves a thread that has no end.
We live in a political world where mercy walks the plank. Life is in mirrors, death disappears up the steps into the nearest bank.
Breathe, breathe in the air, don’t be afraid to care.
Oh man, wonder if he’ll ever know he’s in the best selling show. Is there life on Mars?
Tell me what is my life without your love, tell me who I am without you by my side.
He’s a pinball wizard, there has got to be a twist – a pinball wizard’s got such a supple wrist.
I’ll tell you once more before I get off the floor: don’t bring me down.
Take me to the river, drop me in the water.
I am a passenger, and I ride and I ride.
Once I thought my innocence was gone – now I know that happiness goes on.
You might think I’m crazy – all I want is you.
Gonna get drunk, don’t you have no fear – I want one bourbon, one scotch, one beer.
Feeling down and dirty, feeling kinda mean, I’ve been from one to another extreme.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
Made up my mind to make a new start, going to California with an aching in my heart.
Let us close our eyes – outside their lives go on much faster. Oh, we wont give in, we’ll keep living in the past.
Here comes the story of the Hurricane, the man the authorities came to blame.
Let the good times roll, let them knock you around.
What a long strange trip it’s been.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
I got that tunnel vision going through my head.
There’s a bubble a bouncing, and it’s bouncing my way. There’s two sticks in the powderworks, I think it’s gonna blow today.
Keep on rockin’ in the free world.
Crazy, toys in the attic, truly gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away!
The middle of the road is trying to find me. I’m standing in the middle of life with my plans behind me.
Nothing to stop this being the best day ever, nothing to keep us from where we should be. I wanted the world but you knew better, and that all we have is immortality.
Ah, can’t you see me standing here? I got my back against the record machine. I ain’t the worst that you’ve seen, ah can’t you see what I mean?
Love is gentle as a rose, and love can conquer any war. It’s time to take a stand, brothers and sisters join hands.
I’m in the mood, the rhythm is right. Move to the music, we can roll all night.
The music was new, black polished chrome, and came over the summer like liquid night.
The future’s in our present hands. Let’s reach right in, let’s understand.
You talk about things that nobody cares, wearing out things that nobody wears. You’re calling my name but I gotta make clear, I can’t say baby where I’ll be in a year.
I woke up at the moment when the miracle occurred, heard a song that made some sense out of the world.
Well, the night was falling as the desert world began to settle down. In the town they’re searching for us everywhere but we never will be found.
Take me now baby here as I am. Pull me close, try and understand. Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe. Love is a banquet on which we feed.
And would you cry if I told you that I lied? And would you say goodbye, would you let it ride?
Music is a world within itself, with a language we all understand, with an equal opportunity for all to sing, dance, and clap their hands.
I’ve come on a few years from my Hollywood highs, the best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had.
We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion-year-old carbon, and we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden.
I want to live, I want to give. I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold.
Someday love will find you, true love won’t desert you. You know that I still love you, though we touched and went our separate ways.
When you hear the music, you make a dip into someone else’s pocket and then make a slip.
I’ve been waiting so long to be where I’m going, in the sunshine of your love.
You could have a bumper car, bumping. The amusement never ends.
Hey hey, my my. Rock and roll can never die.
I heard something about my ma and my pa. They didn’t want me so they made me a star.
How does it feel? To be without a home, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone.
So many times I used to give a sign. Got this feeling, gonna lose my mind.
Don’t stop thinking about tomorrow.
You have no scars on your face and you cannot handle pressure.
I lost myself in a familiar song. I closed my eyes and I slipped away.
The heart of rock and roll is still beating.
You have to believe we are magic, nothing can stand in our way.
The genius behind The Beach Boys finds his powers fully intact on his first solo album.
Yeah, when you call my name I salivate like a Pavlov dog.
Take a bow for the new revolution.
Bang a gong. Get it on.
So far so good.
From whatever position you occupy with regard to the watchtower, this is another classic Dylan album.
Some albums are better than others.
There are some powerful powerful, favorite favorite, classic classics going on here.
Without pretension, this album deserves best 1,000 albums ever project retention.
Now that IS workin’, that’s the way you do it.
If you’re already standing, you might just remain so after listening to this one.
Great hard rock with just the right touch of prog rock-y flair.
“Ray, Robbie, and John did Doors stuff post-Jim?” Yep, and this one’s really good!
Shmaltzy, glammy, proto-punk? Yeah, this is one unique album.
Just because it’s the end, there’s still plenty of reasons to get the led out.
Take a freewheelin’ classic folk rock ride with a young artist named Bob Dylan, early ‘60s style.
Wherein I find my appetite for this slice of space blues.