[bob Dylan] Was Rarely Tender And Seldom

How Many Times Must A Man Look Up, Before He Can See The Sky?

Look At The Sun Sinkin' Like A Ship. Ain't That Just Like My Heart, Babe. When You Kissed My Lips?

Come You Masters Of War You That Build All The Guns You That Build The Death Planes You That Build The Big Bombs You That Hide Behind Walls You That Hide Behind Desks I Just Want You To Know I Can See Through Your Masks.

Take Me On A Trip Upon Your Magic Swirling Ship.

Sometimes You Get Out From Behind The Wheel And Let Someone Else Step On The Gas.