The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
You know, the streets are filled with vipers Who've lost all ray of hope You know, it ain't even safe no more… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Cop comes down the street crazy as a loon, he throws us in jail for carrying harpoons. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I dug it, New York City, all-the streets and the snows and the starving and the five-flight walkups and sleeping in rooms… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I have tried my hand at bribery, blackmail, and deceit. And I've served time for everything, cept beggin on the street. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
New York was a city where you could be frozen to death in the midst of a busy street and nobody would… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
What politics I ever learned, I learned in the streets, because it was part of the environment. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I paint mostly from real life. It has to start with that. Real people, real street scenes, behind the curtain scenes, live… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet, putting her in a wheel-barrow and wheeling her down the… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Down the street the dogs are barking And the day is getting dark. As the night comes in a-falling, The dogs´ll lose… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Well, I don't know, but I've been told the streets in heaven are lined with gold. I ask you how things could… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Broken bottles, broken plates, broken switches, broken gates. Broken dishes, broken parts, streets are filled with broken hearts. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The hollow horn plays wasted words, proves to warn that he not busy being born is busy dying. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Just a reminder, if you tell anyone about what happened with Jonah last night, I'll destroy all of my writing and never play music… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift - look out out kid, they keep it all hid — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I gotta friend who spends his life, stabbing my picture with a bowie knife. Dreams of strangling me with a scarf, when my name… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
