Bob Dylan
FALLULAH · Perfect Tense 2016 · Track 07 of 11
Bob Dylan is for sale The whole world is for sale But we don't have any money So we'll just go to hell Bob Dylan is for sale And everyone he knows They try to sell you something But live the Truman Show
Come with your broken wings I'll let you fly with me Trying to never gate Over the surface of a shallow sea
One day I feel so lost Next tape your ecstasy Until I count the cost Cause nothing ever comes for free
Hypocrites Line them up Firehose Til you're shocked I don't care Anymore What they say At your way Hypocrites Line them up Firehose Til you're shocked I don't care Anymore What they say
Bob Dylan is for sale The whole world is for sale But we don't have any money So we'll just go to hell Bob Dylan is for sale And everyone he knows They try to sell you something But live the Truman Show
Come with your broken strings I'll let you play with me Inside the lonely hearts We only cover from a tragedy
Give me your secret tips Tell me how I should be Please let me in on it Don't wanna feel alone with all my greed
Hypocrites Line them up Firehose Til you're shocked I don't care Anymore What they say At your way Hypocrites Line them up Firehose Til you're shocked I don't care Anymore What they say
Hypocrites Hypocrites
Bob Dylan is for sale The whole world is for sale But we don't have any money So we'll just go to hell Bob Dylan is for sale And everyone he knows They try to sell you something But live the Truman Show
Bob Dylan is for sale The whole world is for sale But you don't wanna hear it So you won't give me hell Bob Dylan is for sale And baby, don't you know? I'll try to sell you something And this is the Truman Show