Video Saturday – Bob Dylan

Fine lyrics for a country in yet another recession, with no plan to get back out, some young posh kids in charge of the country with no work experience and daddy’s inheritance to fall back on when they’ve finally screwed everyone – and £9 billion spent on a two week competition to see who can run fast and throw sticks the furthest – stop whining and bend over for another rogering, we’re not even halfway there yet…

Once upon a time you dressed so fine,
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you ?
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall,”
You thought they were all a’kiddin’ you.
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out.
Now you don’t talk so loud,
Now you don’t seem so proud,
About having to be scrounging your next meal.

How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To be without a home ?
Like a complete unknown ?
Like a rolling stone ?

c. Bob Dylan

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