If You Don't Underestimate Me, I Won't

If My Thought-dreams Could Be Seen/ They'd Probably Put My Head In A Guillotine.

Ain't It Hard When You Discover That, He Wasn't Really Where It's At, After He Took From You Everything He Could Steal. How Does It Feel?

The First Thing I Know, I'm In A Card Game. Then I'm In A Crap Game.

The Line It Is Drawn The Curse It Is Cast The Slow One Now Will Later Be Fast As The Present Now Will Later Be Past The New Order Is Rapidly Fadin'. And The First One Now Will Later Be Last For The Times They Are A-changin'.

I Was Lingering Out On The Pavement. There Was A Missing Person Inside Of Myself And I Needed To Find Him . . . I Felt Done For, An Empty Burned-out Wreck . . . Wherever I Am, I'm A '60s Troubadour, A Folk-rock Relic, A Wordsmith From Bygone Days, A Fictitious Head Of State From A Place Nobody Knows.