Ballad Of The Thin Man lyrics by Bob Dylan
Artist: Bob DylanTitle: Ballad of a thin man
Written by Bob Dylan
Appears in the 1965 album [Highway 61 Revisited]
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You walk into the room
with your pencil in your hand
See somebody naked
You say, who is that man?
You try so hard
but you don't understand
Just what to say
when you get home
Something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head
And you ask, Is this where it is?
Somebody points to you
and says It's his
You say, what's mine?
Someone else says, where what is?
And then you say,
Am I here all alone?
Something is happening
but you dont know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
He walks up to you
when he hears you speak
And says, how does it feel to
be such a freak?
You say, impossible
And he hands you a bone
Something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
to get you facts
When someone attacks
your imagination
No one has any respect
Any way they just expect
you to give a check
to tax deductible
charity organizations oh
You walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And put your nose in the ground
There ought to be a law
against you coming around
You should be made
to wear earphones
Something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
