dn.se— Folklore legend Izzy Young has done found a song written by Bob Dylan in 1963. The song "GO AWAY YOU BOMB" targets the White House on the arms race.
Oct 3, 2007View in Crawl 4
GO AWAY YOU BOMB av Bob DylanGo away you Bomb get away go awayFast right now fast quick you get me sickMy good gal don' like you none an' the kids on my corner are scared a' youAn' my friends 're gettin headaches that split an' spit an'That kind a feelin' is rubbin' off on me an' I don' like it none too goodI hate the letters in yer word - B that means bad yer so bad that evenA dead hog in the sun would get up an' run O that stands for orribleYer so orrible that the word drops it's first letter and runs Mthat stands for morgue an' all them folks in it 're feelin' lucky an' I don'Mind folks feelin' lucky but I hate that feelin' of envy an' sometimes whenI get to thinkin' about how lucky they are I get enviciousof 'm an' that's a bad lonesome feelin' too B - that means bad but that'sThe second time 'round so it's twice as badI hate you cause you make my life seem like nothin' at allI hate you cause yer name's lost it's meaning an' you can fool anybody nowI hate you cause yer man made and man owned an' man handledAn' you might be missmade an' miss-owned an' miss handled an' even miss usedAn' I hate you cause you could drop on me by accident an' kill meAn' I never liked yuh anyway - I'm against yuh to begin withAn' I hate you twice as much as Jimm Crow hates meI want that bomb - I want it hangin' out a' my pocket an' danglin'On my key-chain - I want it strapped to my belt buckle -I want it stickin' out a' my bootI want it fallin' out a' my sockI wanna wear it on my wedding finger an' I wanna tie it with bandanasTo my headI want that Bomb -I want it settin in my mouth like a cigarI want it stickin from my ears like a carrotI wanna look in the mirror an' see it in my eyesI want one in both handsI want two in both armsI want that bomb to be hangin' an' hurtin' an' shinin' an' burnin'I want it glowing and backbiting - and whistling an' side windingI want it showin' all over my living selfI want it breathin' from every portholeI want it blowin' from every poreI want it weightin' me down so I can't even walk rightI wanna get up in the mornin' an scare the day right out a' it's dawnThen I walk into the White House an' say "DIG YOURSELVE'S".
algoritmOct 3, 2007Submitter
GO AWAY YOU BOMB av Bob DylanGo away you Bomb get away go awayFast right now fast quick you get me sickMy good gal don' like you none an' the kids on my corner are scared a' youAn' my friends 're gettin headaches that split an' spit an'That kind a feelin' is rubbin' off on me an' I don' like it none too goodI hate the letters in yer word - B that means bad yer so bad that evenA dead hog in the sun would get up an' run O that stands for orribleYer so orrible that the word drops it's first letter and runs Mthat stands for morgue an' all them folks in it 're feelin' lucky an' I don'Mind folks feelin' lucky but I hate that feelin' of envy an' sometimes whenI get to thinkin' about how lucky they are I get enviciousof 'm an' that's a bad lonesome feelin' too B - that means bad but that'sThe second time 'round so it's twice as badI hate you cause you make my life seem like nothin' at allI hate you cause yer name's lost it's meaning an' you can fool anybody nowI hate you cause yer man made and man owned an' man handledAn' you might be missmade an' miss-owned an' miss handled an' even miss usedAn' I hate you cause you could drop on me by accident an' kill meAn' I never liked yuh anyway - I'm against yuh to begin withAn' I hate you twice as much as Jimm Crow hates meI want that bomb - I want it hangin' out a' my pocket an' danglin'On my key-chain - I want it strapped to my belt buckle -I want it stickin' out a' my bootI want it fallin' out a' my sockI wanna wear it on my wedding finger an' I wanna tie it with bandanasTo my headI want that Bomb -I want it settin in my mouth like a cigarI want it stickin from my ears like a carrotI wanna look in the mirror an' see it in my eyesI want one in both handsI want two in both armsI want that bomb to be hangin' an' hurtin' an' shinin' an' burnin'I want it glowing and backbiting - and whistling an' side windingI want it showin' all over my living selfI want it breathin' from every portholeI want it blowin' from every poreI want it weightin' me down so I can't even walk rightI wanna get up in the mornin' an scare the day right out a' it's dawnThen I walk into the White House an' say "DIG YOURSELVE'S".