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MannyGoldstein Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Sep-10-08 07:47 PM
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There's something happening here. (40 years later...)
What it is ain't exactly clear.
There's a man with a gun over there,
Telling me I got to beware.
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down.

There's battle lines being drawn.
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong.
Young people speaking their minds,
Getting so much resistance from behind.
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down.

What a field day for the heat.
A thousand people in the street,
Singing songs and carrying signs,
Mostly say, “Hooray for our side.”
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down.

Paranoia strikes deep:
Into your life it will creep.
It starts when you're always afraid.
You step out of line, the man come and take you away.
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Fumesucker Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Sep-10-08 07:50 PM
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1. Power Play
What gives you the right hey you
To stand there and tell me what to do
Tell me who gave you the power
To stop me from livin' like I do
Remember if you plan to stay
Those who give can take away
Don't bite the hand that feeds you

Just one time I'd like to be somewhere where
None of your clever lies fill the air
I'm tired of your frozen smile and your voice of tin
Just might all gang up on you
Turn the knob and do you in

Remember if you plan to stay
Those who give can take away.
Don't bite the hand that feeds you

This never ending power play
"Tween Jealous greed and vicious hate
Is grinding us like giant millstones
But it can't be our only fate
It's time we got our heads together
And let'em know that we're awake

Those in the dark, you know they're no longer blind
They're breakin' from your strangle hold on their minds
Those that can see don't need no one to cross the street
Be careful who you're pushin' round
They just might find you obsolete

Remember if you plan to stay
Those who give can take away.
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
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zeemike Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Sep-10-08 07:59 PM
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3. I like that
But it is so much more angry than 40 years ago.
And I suppose it is to be expected because things are a lot worse in some ways now.
We were Innocent then we actually believe that things would change for the better only to be snookered and disappointed over and over again.
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zeemike Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Sep-10-08 07:51 PM
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2. Yep...it starts when you are always afraid.
It is sad when we have to sing this song 40 years later.
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stillcool Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Sep-10-08 08:00 PM
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4. 1963


Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.

Copyright ©1963; Bob Dylan
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EC Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Sep-10-08 08:23 PM
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5. This has been playing in my head since 2000... n/t
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