[bob] Dylan Crashed His Motorcycle In 1967,

City's Just A Jungle; More Games To Play Trapped In The Heart Of It, Tryin' To Get Away I Was Raised In The Country, I Been Workin' In The Town I Been In Trouble Ever Since I Set My Suitcase Down

Jesus Tapped Me On The Shoulder And Said, Bob, Why Are You Resisting Me? I Said, I'm Not Resisting You! He Said, You Gonna Follow Me? I Said, I've Never Thought About That Before! He Said, When You're Not Following Me, You're Resisting Me.

In This Age Of Fiberglass, I'm Searching For A Gem.

When You Got Nothing, You Got Nothin' To Lose You're Invisible Now, You Got No Secrets To Conceal.

Bob Has Never Written A Bad Song. Bob Dylan Is A Genius.