In a rainstorm before a NJ gig, the legend wandered into the yard of a home for sale. A young cop questioned the suspicious man before putting him in her car: “I wasn’t sure if he came from one of our hospitals.” Read more here, then rewrite our headline with a Dylan lyric.
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Dylan in Jersey: Like A Complete Unknown
Because the cops don’t need you and man they expect the same.
Barack should invite them to a beer summit to work it out.
Ok, how ’bout this one from Ballad Of A Thin Man:
“…And you say, “What’s mine?”
And somebody else says, “Where what is?”
And you say, “Oh my God
Am I here all alone?”
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Zimmerman?…”
No but really, this would only happen in America and only to the biggest living legend on earth. This story is one Officer Buble can tell her grandchildren one day. I’m sure somebody somewhere is working on writing a song about this right now.
Bob Dylan: It Ain’t me Your Looking for Babe!
Don’t wanna be a bum? You better chew gum.
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean: Dylan mistaken for escaped mental patient.
Dylan Mistaken for Lonesome Hobo
when you look like you got nothing, you look like you got nothin’ to lose.
…takes genius to have a sucessful third act…
here comes the story of the hurricane, the man the authorities came to blame
Napoleon in rags seen wandering vacant property
only a hobo, on a new jersey lawn
leavin’ nobody to sing his sad song
leavin’ nobody to carry him home
only a hobo, on a new jersey lawn
it aint me babe has my vote
Oh! Oh! I got one! How about…
“Ballad in Plain D”
Eh?
the sun in Ireland went with “cops treat bob like a complete unkown”.
I would have gone with “Cops who arrest Bob Dylan didn’t think twice, but it’s alright” or “Bob tells cops I Shall Be Released”
he needed shelter from the storm from the buckets of rain and idiot wind!
I Don’t Believe You (He Acts Like We Never Have Met)
Every time you leave and go off someplace
Things fall to pieces in my face (Everything is Broken)
An’ he just smoked my eyelids
An’ punched my cigarette
Like a Complete Unknown
People still listen to this old hipster dirtbag?
sorry…you dumb
God you are so stupid. so stupid, you sad, poor, fool.
Soon or a later one of us must know,
That you just did what you’re supposed to do,
Soon or later one of us must know,
That I really am Bob Dylan
“Momma’s in the factory she ain’t got no shoes
Daddy’s in the alley, he is looking for food..”
Bob Dylan: A Creature Void Of Form?
You Ask Why I Don’t Live Here,
Honey, Do You Have To Ask?
The Vagabond Who’s Rapping At Your Door In Jersey Could Be Bob Dylan
Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right
Well, the clear winner is “LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN…” but here are a couple more:
STUCK INSIDE OF LONG BRANCH WITH THE JERSEY BLUES AGAIN
[plz recall that "blues" is slang for "cops"]
IT AIN’T YOU, BOB
THE TIMES THEY HAVE A-CHANGED
And if you hear vague traces of skippin’ reels of rhyme to your tambourine in time, it’s just a ragged clown behind, Report immediately.
Once upon a time i looked just fine
now you thought I’m a bum doing a crime
didn’t you?
people called said “hey there law
someone’s in my front lawn
get him gone
it’s a jew!”
you used to see me on
tv and the cover of the rolling stone
but now i’m in the back of a police car
now I’m going way too far
in the opposite direction of the venue
I love bob dylan by the way
“It IS Me, Babe”
stuck inside of jersey with the mentalist blues again
Subterranean Homesale Blues
Tangled Up In Blue
simply wow.
Tangled Up in Blue: Bob Dylan can’t walk anytime around the block
handcuffed and anonymous
“Slow Cop-Car Coming.”
I saw Bob Dylan 2 years ago, and I’m still not convinced he wasn’t a homeless vagrant claiming to be Bob Dylan.
love that Dylan just wanders around local neighborhoods when he has nothing to before shows, hes still the same old wandering folkie weirdo and I love him for that
Hard to top “Like a complete unknown.” Two possibilities from Bob Dylan’s 115th dream:
They asked me my name and I said Captain Kidd. They believed me but they wanted to know what exactly that I did.
Or
New Jersey: Where people carry signs around saying ban the bums.
positively not on my street
‘I’ll Remember You’ Claims Cop after Dylan’s Foiled ‘Drifter’s Escape’
”Come in,” she said, “I’ll give ya shelter from the storm.”
and he looked, “Just like a vagrant”
or…Knock,knock knocking on a strangers door…or…
hey mr two raincoat man,get away from me….
i am not a lonesome hobo
sad eyed lady of the meadowlands, with the sad eyed prophecy that no man’s come.
“No reason to get excited,” the thief, he kindly spoke,
“There are many here among us who feel your listing price is but a joke.”
I’m really surprised no one went with this “Hurricane” lyric:
Bewildered Homeowners call the cops with their red lights flashin in the hot New Jersey night
Fine if it’s not that cool, but c’mon it’s the only song where explicitly mentions New Jersey law enforcement officials.
Or even better–
If you’re Bob Dylan you better not show up on the street ‘les you wanna draw the heat
There’s an extended riff on this over at rightreading.com.
I said Oh no no, I’m a Dr and it’s true,
I’m a clean cut kid, and I been to ccollege too”
“When you’re lost in the rain in New Jersey and it’s Eastertime too,
And your gravity fails and negativity don’t see you through”
Don’t put on a hoodie when your stumbling down the avenue,
They got some young and hungry women and they’ll really make a mess out a you”
“ban the bums”
He was just checking out the neighborhood house’s pumps, but the vandals stole the handles. No you guys already had the best one, “like a complete unknown.”
how many roads must a man walk down Blowing in the Wind
“Nobody’s Ever Taught You How to Live Out on the Street and Now You’re Going to Have to Get Used to It.”
He got caught trying to vandalize and steal handles…no, someone already got the obvious headline – “Like a Complete Unknown”
It’s All Over Now, Vagrant Blue
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street, unless you wanna draw the heat!
times ain’t changin’. never have, never will…the only blunder in dylan’s forcast.
Go melt back in the night -everything is made of stone.. theres someone in here moving- and anyway i’ve got a HOME!!
we are on the eve of destruction
As I walked out in the mystic garden
On a hot summer day, a hot summer lawn
Excuse me, ma’am, I beg your pardon
There’s no one here, the gardener is gone
there are a lot of funny ones on here. really enjoyed it. so here’s my attempt, be kind…
“Somebody seen him hanging around
At the ‘for sale house’ on the outskirts of town,
He looked into her eyes when she stopped to ask
If he wanted ‘a ride’, he had a face like a mask.
Somebody said from ‘dispatch’ he’d quote
There was dust on the man
In the ‘double rain’ coat”
?man in the long black coat (kinda)
To Live Outside the Law You Must Be Honest
Be careful Neil, remember to carry I.D.
Dylan was down in Oxford Town Blowin’ in the Wind while a Hard Rain was-a fallin’ and the Girl From the North Country told him he was under arrest. He thought it was just Bob Dylan’s Dream, but she didn’t think twice and told him it was alright. He said Honey Just Allow Me One More Chance and said I Shall Be Free. She asked him for some collaterel and he just pulled down his pants.
Someone’s got it in for me, they’re planting stories in the press
“That mean old judge he said to me, “That’s ninety days for vagrancy”"
Hard Travellin’
WBAI Radio – “Folksinger’s Choice with Cynthia Gooding”
February 1962