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    Bob Dylan: 80 things you may not know about him

    Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles

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    Thanks! Very interesting.

    I expected to hear about "the pump don't work 'cause the vandals took the handle" lyric coming from Dylan's visit to Bard College when Becker and Fagen were there.
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    3. Despite his success and cultural impact, Dylan has never had a number one single in the UK or US. For context, Mr Blobby, Crazy Frog and Las Ketchup have all topped the charts.
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    Ughgghghh...

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    Quote Originally Posted by BMWCCA View Post
    Thanks! Very interesting.

    I expected to hear about "the pump don't work 'cause the vandals took the handle" lyric ....
    I enjoy that lyric too , but it pales next to:

    Bob Dylan’s 115th Dream
    WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN


    I was riding on the Mayflower

    When I thought I spied some land

    I yelled for Captain Arab

    I have yuh understand

    Who came running to the deck

    Said, “Boys, forget the whale

    Look on over yonder

    Cut the engines

    Change the sail

    Haul on the bowline”

    We sang that melody

    Like all tough sailors do

    When they are far away at sea



    “I think I’ll call it America”

    I said as we hit land

    I took a deep breath

    I fell down, I could not stand

    Captain Arab he started

    Writing up some deeds

    He said, “Let’s set up a fort

    And start buying the place with beads”

    Just then this cop comes down the street

    Crazy as a loon

    He throw us all in jail

    For carryin’ harpoons



    Ah me I busted out

    Don’t even ask me how

    I went to get some help

    I walked by a Guernsey cow

    Who directed me down

    To the Bowery slums

    Where people carried signs around

    Saying, “Ban the bums”

    I jumped right into line

    Sayin’, “I hope that I’m not late”

    When I realized I hadn’t eaten

    For five days straight



    I went into a restaurant

    Lookin’ for the cook

    I told them I was the editor

    Of a famous etiquette book

    The waitress he was handsome

    He wore a powder blue cape

    I ordered some suzette, I said

    “Could you please make that crepe”

    Just then the whole kitchen exploded

    From boilin’ fat

    Food was flying everywhere

    And I left without my hat



    Now, I didn’t mean to be nosy

    But I went into a bank

    To get some bail for Arab

    And all the boys back in the tank

    They asked me for some collateral

    And I pulled down my pants

    They threw me in the alley

    When up comes this girl from France

    Who invited me to her house

    I went, but she had a friend

    Who knocked me out

    And robbed my boots

    And I was on the street again



    Well, I rapped upon a house

    With the U.S. flag upon display

    I said, “Could you help me out

    I got some friends down the way”

    The man says, “Get out of here

    I’ll tear you limb from limb”

    I said, “You know they refused Jesus, too”

    He said, “You’re not Him

    Get out of here before I break your bones

    I ain’t your pop”

    I decided to have him arrested

    And I went looking for a cop



    I ran right outside

    And I hopped inside a cab

    I went out the other door

    This Englishman said, “Fab”

    As he saw me leap a hot dog stand

    And a chariot that stood

    Parked across from a building

    Advertising brotherhood

    I ran right through the front door

    Like a hobo sailor does

    But it was just a funeral parlor

    And the man asked me who I was



    I repeated that my friends

    Were all in jail, with a sigh

    He gave me his card

    He said, “Call me if they die”

    I shook his hand and said goodbye

    Ran out to the street

    When a bowling ball came down the road

    And knocked me off my feet

    A pay phone was ringing

    It just about blew my mind

    When I picked it up and said hello

    This foot came through the line



    Well, by this time I was fed up

    At tryin’ to make a stab

    At bringin’ back any help

    For my friends and Captain Arab

    I decided to flip a coin

    Like either heads or tails

    Would let me know if I should go

    Back to ship or back to jail

    So I hocked my sailor suit

    And I got a coin to flip

    It came up tails

    It rhymed with sails

    So I made it back to the ship





    Well, I got back and took

    The parkin’ ticket off the mast

    I was ripping it to shreds

    When this coastguard boat went past

    They asked me my name

    And I said, “Captain Kidd”

    They believed me but

    They wanted to know

    What exactly that I did

    I said for the Pope of Eruke

    I was employed

    They let me go right away

    They were very paranoid



    Well, the last I heard of Arab

    He was stuck on a whale

    That was married to the deputy

    Sheriff of the jail

    But the funniest thing was

    When I was leavin’ the bay

    I saw three ships a-sailin’

    They were all heading my way

    I asked the captain what his name was

    And how come he didn’t drive a truck

    He said his name was Columbus

    I just said, “Good luck”
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    Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles

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    What do we know about the real person?

    We don't know very much about BD, don't we? Does it matter, or no?
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    I'd say it doesn't. More often than not, the more I learn about an artist, the less enthralled with them I become. I'm not going to be friends with them, so what matters most is how their work impacts me and what I take from it. Their opinion or intention of it is borderline irrelevant.

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