It Will Scramble Your Head And Drag

You Might Be A Rock And Roll Addict Prancing On The Stage. You Might Have Drugs At Your Command, Women In A Cage.

How Many Deaths Will It Take 'till We Know That Too Many People Have Died?

There's A Lot Of False Prophets Around And That's The Trouble. People Say They Think They Know What's Right And Other People Get People To Follow Them Because They Have A Certain Type Of Charisma, And There's Always People Willing To Take Over. People Want A Leader. And There Will Be More And More Of Them.

Oh, The Inmates And The Prisoners I Found They Were My Kind And It Was There Inside The Bars I Found My Peace Of Mind But The Jails They Were Too Crowded Institutions Overflowed So They Turned Me Loose To Walk Upon Life's Hurried Tangled Road

"like A Rolling Stone" [of Bob Dylan] Is A Kiss-off Song Like None Before Or Since.