Which Bob Dylan song title or lyrics best express your feelings about Trump?

[red dog 1]

From "Positively 4th Street"


No I do not feel that good when I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief perhaps I'd rob them
And though I know you're dissatisfied with your position and your place
Don't you understand, it's not my problem?

I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment I could be you
Yes I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is to see you

[Docreed2003]

1. "Idiot Wind"

"It's a wonder that you still know how to breath!

[red dog 1]

9. Perfect!

[Donkees]

12. Agree :)

http://www.democraticunderground.com/10028545017



[font color="E97935" size="4"]"Idiot wind
Blowing like a circle around my skull,
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol
Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe"[/font]

[pangaia]

2. I would never mention the two of them in the same sentence.. or page..

or book, or day or ever..

[red dog 1]

10. I understand.

[Blanks]

3. The times they are a changin'...

"Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command"

A lot of protesting.

[BeyondGeography]

4. Buckets

Life is sad
Life is a bust
All you can do
Is do what you must
You do what you must do
And you do it well

[WheelWalker]

5. Desolation Row

[FrankfurtCat]

6. "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue"

It's All Over Now, Baby Blue
Bob Dylan
You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, baby blue
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, baby blue
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home
All your reindeer armies, are all going home
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, baby blue
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, baby blue
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
It's All Over Now, Baby Blue lyrics © Bob Dylan Music Obo Special Rider Music

Sorry-the last part is cut off-but you know the rest!

[red dog 1]

8. Good pick - thanks for posting those lyrics

[FrankfurtCat]

11. You're welcome-thanks for the great thread!

I think this is my favorite Bob Dylan song. Bryan Ferry does a good cover of it as well.

[njhoneybadger]

7. Jokerman

[lastlib]

13. "All Along The Watchtower"

"There must be some kind of way out of here,"
Said the joker to the Thief
"There's too much confusion,
I can't get no relief."
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth"

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us now,
Who feel that life is but a joke,
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late"


I go along with the OP on "Positively 4th Street"--first thing I thought of when I opened the post:

"You've got a lot of nerve,
To say you've got a helping hand to lend.
You just want to be on the side that's winning."

[red dog 1]

18. Thanks for that

I feel the need now to add those "Positively 4th Street" lyrics to the ones I posted above.
(especially "You've got a lot of nerve"..which pretty well sums up my feelings for the bastard)

(The idea for this OP came to me the other day when I was listening to the last part of "positively 4th Street" on the radio)

[Yo_Mama_Been_Loggin]

14. "You aint going nowhere"

and "Idiot Wind"

[mulsh]

15. Everything Is Broken sums it up for me.

Here's Ms LaVette on the subject:

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[mia]

16. Political World

We live in a political world
Love don't have any place
We're living in times
Where men commit crimes
And crime don't have any face
We live in a political world
Icicles hanging own
Wedding bells ring
And angels sing
And clouds cover up the ground
We live in a political world
Wisdom is thrown in jail
It rots in a cell
Is misguided as hell
Leaving no one to pick up the trail
We live in a political world
Where mercy walks the plank
Life is in mirrors
Death disappears
Up the steps to the nearest bank
We live in a political world
Courage is a thing of the past
Houses are haunted
Children unwanted
The next day could be your last
We live in a political world
The one we can see and feel
But there's no one to check
It's all a stacked deck
We all know for sure that it's real
We live in a political world
In the cities of lonesome fear
Little by little
You turn in the middle
But you're never sure why you're here
We live in a political world
Under the microscope
You can travel anywhere
And hang yourself there
You always got more than enough rope
We live in a political world
Turning and trashing about
As soon as you're awake
You're trained to take
What looks like the easy way out
We live in a political world
Where peace is not welcome at all
It's turned away from the door
To wonder some more
Or put up against the wall
We live in a political world
Everything is hers and his
Climb into the frame
And shout God's name
But you're never sure what it is

[red dog 1]

17. Good pick!

Thanks for posting the lyrics

[Zorro]

19. Fixin' to Die

Last edited Tue Feb 21, 2017, 12:30 AM - Edit history (2)

Fixed the title.

[red dog 1]

20. I think a lot of people are feeling that way these days

Probably the best song ever written by Country Joe McDonald.

(I've seen him do it live several times)

[Zorro]

21. This is the one

[NNadir]

22. A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall.

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-going to fall...

...Oh, what will you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what will you do now, my darling young one?
I’m a-going back out ’fore the rain starts a-falling
I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner’s face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinking
But I’ll know my song well before I start singing
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-going to fall

[cos dem]

26. My "Orange Soundtrack" has Hard Rain

Such a great song.

[bathroommonkey76]

23. Pressing On

[DFW]

24. Before I even clicked on the thread

"Positively 4th Street" came to mind

[Danmel]

25. Masters of War

Masters of War
Bob Dylan
Lyrics
Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
While the young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

[SCantiGOP]

30. 2nd vote for Masters of War

Dylan's angriest and most direct song. Fits Trump in every way.

[red dog 1]

31. Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Winner, winner, chicken dinner!

(Thanks for posting those lyrics)

[Stargleamer]

27. Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues n/t

[JenniferJuniper]

28. At a time like this I prefer the words of Dylan's best frenemy,

Phil Ochs. Originally "Here's to the State of Richard Nixon"

And here's to the government of Donald Trump
In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always boggin' down
And criminals are posing as advisors to the crown
And they hope that no one sees the sights and no one hears the sound
And the speeches of the President are the ravings of a clown
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Donald Trump, find yourself another country to be part of

[red dog 1]

33. Good one!

I like this one written 30 years ago about Ronnie Reagan; but it describes Twitler too


"Oval Room" by Blaze Fuller

In his Oval Room, in his rockin' chair
He's the President, but I don't care
He's a business man, he's got business ties
He's got dollar signs in both his eyes
Got a big airplane, takes him everywhere
Got his limousine, when he gets there
Everywhere he goes, makes the people mad
Makes the poor man beg, makes the rich man glad

[fNord]

29. Queen Jane Approximately

At least I hope......Fingers crossed that his reign is of similar length anyway......

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lady_Jane_Grey

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[lame54]

32. One more cup of coffee 'fore I go (to Canada)

[red dog 1]

34. Good pick!