hey, hey bob dylan
have you looked outside today?
police are arresting the hanging,
the landlord’s come to collect his rent—
he’s out on my porch steps
loading his revolver,
it’s his face on the dollar
& he’ll never ever let you forget.
he don’t care i go by your word,
he’s screaming for his check
but i spent it on all on sixty six bootlegs again.
hey, hey bob dylan,
when will the president
light my cigarette?
bob dylan’s my best friend,
bob dylan is my leader,
my savior, my dealer, my comrade,
my mom and my dad.
hey, hey bob dylan,
i’m at your command
Takes me back to my high school classroom during the days of binging Inio Asano's old manga scanlations before anything was licensed. At that time, I was discovering many kinds of Asian shoegaze, but I've never heard anything like this. Makes me think of Pasteboard, Supecar, and Midnight Pingpong a bit, and it's funny bc the first two I listen have blue album covers too. Lu