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    "Ballad Of A Thin Man" Lyrics

    Golden Earring

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    Well you walk into the room, with your pencil in your hand
    You see somebody naked and you say: who's that man
    You try so hard, but you don't understand
    Just what you will say when you get home

    Because somethin' is happenin'
    You don't know what it is
    Do you, Mister Jones?

    You raise up your head and you ask: is this where it is?
    And somebody points to you and says: it's his
    And you say: what's mine and somebody else says: Well what is?
    And you say Oh my God, am I here all alone

    But somethin' is happenin'
    And you don't know what it is
    Do you, Mister Jones?

    You hand in your ticket and you go watch the geek
    Who immediately walks up to you when he hears you speak
    And says: how does it feel to be such a freak
    And you say: "impossible" as he hands you a bone

    And somethin' is happenin' here
    But you don't know what it is
    Do you, Mister Jones?

    You have many contacts among the lumber jacks
    To get you facts when someone attacks your imagination
    But nobody has any respect, anyway they already expect
    You to give a check to the tax-deductible Charity organizations

    Ah, you've been with the professors and they've all liked your looks
    With great lawyers you have discussed lappers and crooks
    You've been trough all of their Scott Fitzgerald books
    You're very well read, it's well-known

    But somethin' is happenin'
    And you don't know what it is
    Do you, Mister Jones?

    Well the sword swallower, he comes up to you and then he kneels
    He crosses himself and he clicks his high-heels
    And without further notice he asks you how it feels
    And he says: here is your throat back, thanks for the loan

    And you know something' is happenin'
    But you don't know what it is
    Do you, Mister Jones?

    Now you see this one-eyed midget, shouting the word "Now"
    And you say: for what reason, and he says "How"
    You say: "what does this mean", and he screams back: "you're a cow"
    Give me some milk or else go home

    And you know somethin' is happenin'
    But you don't know what it is
    Do you, Mister Jones?

    Well you walk into the room like a camel and then you frown
    You put your eyes in your pocket and your nose to the ground
    There ought to be a law against you comin' around
    You should be made to wear earphones

    'Cause somethin' is happenin'
    And you don't know what it is
    Do you, Mister Jones?
    This song was submitted on March 25th, 2006 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BOB DYLAN MUSIC CO.
    Written by Bob Dylan.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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