Talkin' World War III Blues

Bob Dylan

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    Some time ago a crazy dream came to me
    I dreamt I was walkin'
    Into World War Three
    I went to the doctor the very next day
    To see what kinda words he could say
    He said it was a bad dream
    I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though
    They were my own dreams
    And they're only in my head

    I said: Hold it, Doc
    A World War passed through my brain
    He said: Nurse, get your pad
    The boy's insane
    He grabbed my arm, I said: Ouch!
    As I landed on the psychiatric couch
    He said: Tell me about it

    Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
    It was all over by quarter past
    I was down in the sewer with some little lover
    When I peeked out from a manhole cover
    Wondering who turned the lights on us

    Well, I got up and walked around
    And up and down the lonesome town
    I stood a-wondering which way to go
    I lit a cigarette on a parking meter
    And walked on down the road
    It was a normal day

    Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell

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    And I leaned my head and I gave a yell
    Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man
    A shotgun fired and away I ran
    I don't blame them too much though
    They didn't know me

    Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
    I seen a man, I said: Howdy friend
    I guess there's just us two
    He screamed a bit and away he flew
    Thought I was a Communist

    Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave
    Let's go and play Adam and Eve
    I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'
    When she said: Hey man, you crazy or somethin'
    You see what happened last time they started

    Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown
    And there was nobody around
    I got into the driver's seat
    And I drove down 42nd Street
    In my Cadillac
    Good car to drive after a war

    Well, I remember seein' some ad
    So I turned on my Conelrad
    But I didn't pay my Con Ed bill
    So the radio didn't work so well
    Turned on my record player
    It was Rock-A-Day Johnny singin'
    Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa
    Our Loves Are Gonna Grow Ooh-wah, Ooh-wah

    I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue
    I needed somebody to talk to
    So I called up the operator of time
    Just to hear a voice of some kind
    When you hear the beep
    It will be three o'clock
    She said that for over an hour
    And I hung up

    Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then
    Sayin': Hey I've been havin' the same old dreams
    But mine was a little different you see
    I dreamt that the only person left
    After the war was me
    I didn't see you around

    Well, now time passed and now it seems
    Everybody's having them dreams
    Everybody sees themselves
    Walking around with no one else
    Half of the people
    Can be part right all of the time
    Some of the people
    Can be all right part of the time
    But all of the people
    Can't be right all of the time
    I think Abraham Lincoln said that
    I'll let you be in my dreams
    If I can be in yours
    I said that

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    Composition: Bob Dylan

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