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Bob Dylan - T.V. Talkin' Song lyrics
One time in London I gone out for a walk Past the place called Hyde Park where people talk About all kinds of different gods they have their point of view To anyone passing by and it's who they're talking to. There was someone on the platform talking to the folks About the TV god and all the pain that it invokes It's too bright a light he said for anybody's eyes If you've never seen one it's bleesing in disguise. I moved in closer got up on my toes Two men in front of me were coming to blows A man was saying something about children when they're young Being sacrificed that's why lullabies are being sung. The news of the day is on all the time All the latest gossip all the latest rhyme You mind is you temple keep it beautiful and free Don't let an egg get laid in there by something you can't see. Pray for people he said you could feel it in the crowd My thoughts began to wander but his voice was ringing loud It will destroy you family your happy home is gone No one can protect you from it once you turn it on. It will lead you in to some strange pursuits Lead you to the land of forbidden fruits Scramble up your head and drag your brain about Sometimes you got to do like Elvis did and shoot the damn thing out. It's all been designed he said to make you loose your mind And when you go back to find it there's nothing there to find Every time you look at it your situations worse If you feel it grabbing out for you send for the nurse. The crowd began to riot and they grabbed hold of the man There was pushing there was showing and everybody ran The TV crew was there to film it they jumped right over me Later on that evening I watched it on TV. |
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