Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Subterranean Homesick Blues , by - Bob Dylan. Release date: 26.03.1967
Song language: English
Subterranean Homesick Blues |
| Johnny’s in the basement, mixin' up the medicine |
| I’m on the pavement, thinkin' about the government |
| The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off |
| Says he’s got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off |
| Look out kid, it’s somethin' you did |
| God knows when, but you’re doin' it again |
| You better duck down the alleyway, looking for a new friend |
| The man in the coon-skin cap in a pig pen |
| Wants 11 dollar bills — you only got 10 |
| Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot |
| Talkin' that the heat put plants in the bed, but |
| Phone’s tapped anyway |
| Maggie says the many say |
| They must bust in early May |
| Orders from the D. A |
| Look out kid, don’t matter what you did |
| Walk on your tip toes, don’t tie no bows |
| Better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose |
| Keep a clean nose, watch the plainclothes |
| You don’t need a weather man to know which way the wind blows |
| Oh, get sick, get well, hang around a ink well |
| Hang bail, hard to tell if anything is gonna sell |
| Try hard, get barred, get back, ride rail |
| Get jailed, jump bail, join the Army if you fail |
| Look out kid, you’re gonna get hit |
| By losers, cheaters, six-time users |
| Hanging 'round the theaters |
| Girl by the whirlpool’s looking for a new fool |
| Don’t follow leaders, a-watch the parking meters |
| Oh, get born, keep warm |
| Short pants, romance |
| Learn to dance, get dressed |
| Get blessed, try to be a success |
| Please her, please him, buy gifts |
| Don’t steal, don’t lift |
| 20 years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift |
| Look out kid, they keep it all hid |
| Better jump down a manhole, light yourself a candle |
| Don’t wear sandals, try to avoid the scandals |
| Don’t want to be a bum, you better chew gum |
| The pump don’t work 'cause the vandals took the handles |