Lirik Lagu Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues - Bob Dylan
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Well, I was feelin' sad and feelin' blue,I didn't know what in the world I was gonna do,Them Communists they wus comin' around,They wus in the air,They wus on the ground.They wouldn't gimme no peace. . .
So I run down most hurriedlyAnd joined up with the John Birch Society,I got me a secret membership cardAnd started off a-walkin' down the road.Yee-hoo, I'm a real John Bircher now!Look out you Commies!
Now we all agree with Hitlers' views,Although he killed six million Jews.It don't matter too much that he was a Fascist,At least you can't say he was a Communist!That's to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria.
Well, I wus lookin' everywhere for them gol-darned Reds.I got up in the mornin' 'n' looked under my bed,Looked in the sink, behind the door,Looked in the glove compartment of my car.Couldn't find 'em . . .
I wus lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere,I wus lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair.I looked way up my chimney hole,I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl.They got away . . .
Well, I wus sittin' home alone an' started to sweat,Figured they wus in my T.V. set.Peeked behind the picture frame,Got a shock from my feet, hittin' right up in the brain.Them Reds caused it!I know they did . . . them hard-core ones.
Well, I quit my job so I could work alone,Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes.Followed some clues from my detective bagAnd discovered they wus red stripes on the American flag!That ol' Betty Ross . . .
Well, I investigated all the books in the library,Ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away.I investigated all the people that I knowed,Ninety-eight percent of them gotta go.The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me.
Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy,
So I run down most hurriedlyAnd joined up with the John Birch Society,I got me a secret membership cardAnd started off a-walkin' down the road.Yee-hoo, I'm a real John Bircher now!Look out you Commies!
Now we all agree with Hitlers' views,Although he killed six million Jews.It don't matter too much that he was a Fascist,At least you can't say he was a Communist!That's to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria.
Well, I wus lookin' everywhere for them gol-darned Reds.I got up in the mornin' 'n' looked under my bed,Looked in the sink, behind the door,Looked in the glove compartment of my car.Couldn't find 'em . . .
I wus lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere,I wus lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair.I looked way up my chimney hole,I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl.They got away . . .
Well, I wus sittin' home alone an' started to sweat,Figured they wus in my T.V. set.Peeked behind the picture frame,Got a shock from my feet, hittin' right up in the brain.Them Reds caused it!I know they did . . . them hard-core ones.
Well, I quit my job so I could work alone,Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes.Followed some clues from my detective bagAnd discovered they wus red stripes on the American flag!That ol' Betty Ross . . .
Well, I investigated all the books in the library,Ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away.I investigated all the people that I knowed,Ninety-eight percent of them gotta go.The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me.
Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy,
