Bob Dylan Lyrics

Album: ANOTHER SIDE OF BOB DYLAN

Motorpsycho Nightmare Lyrics

I pounded on a farmhouse

 Lookin' for a place to stay

 I was mighty, mighty tired

 I had come a long, long way

 I said, "Hey, hey, in there

 Is there anybody home ?

 I was standin' on the steps

 Feelin' must alone

 Well, out comes a farmer

 He must have thought that I was nuts

 He immediately looked at me

 And stuck a gun into my guts

 

 I fell down 

 To my bended knees

 Saying, "I dig farmers

 Don't shoot me please"

 He cocked his rifle

 And began to shout

 "You're that travelin' salesman

 That I have heard about"v I said, "No ! No ! No !

 I'm a doctor and it's true

 I'm a clean-cut kid

 And I been to college too".

 

 Then in comes his daughter

 Whose name was Rita

 She looked like she stepped out of

 La Dolce Vita

 I immediately tried to cool it

 With her dad

 And told him what a

 Nice, pretty farm he had

 He said, "What do doctors

 Know about farms, pray tell ?"

 I said, "I was born

 At the bottom of a wishing well".

 

 Well, by the dirt 'neath my nails

 I guess he knew I wouldn't lie

 He said "I guess, you're tired"

 He said, kinds sly

 I said, "Yes, ten thousand miles

 Today I drove"

 He said, "I got a bed for you

 Underneath the stove

 Just one condition

 You got to sleep right now

 That you don't touch my daughter

 And in the morning, milk the cow".

 

 I was sleepin' like a rat

 When I heard something jerkin'

 There stood Rita

 Lookin' just like Tony Perkins

 She said, "Would you like to take a shower ?

 I'll show you up to the door"

 I said, "Oh, no, no

 I've been through this movie before

 I knew I had to split

 But I didn't know how

 When she said,

 "Would you like to take that shower now ?"

 

 Well, I couldn't leave

 Unless the old man chased me out

 'Cause I'd already promised

 That I'd milk his cows

 I had to say something

 To strike him very weird

 So I yelled out

 "I like Fidel Castro and his beard"

 Rita looked offended

 But she got out of the way

 As he came charging down the stairs

 Sayin', "What's that I heard you say ?"

 

 I said, "I like Fidel Castrov I think you heard me right"

 And I ducked as he swung

 At me with all his might

 Rita mumbled something

 'Bout her mother on the hill

 As his fist hit the icebox

 He said he's going to kill me

 If I don't get out of the door

 In two seconds flat

 "Your unpatriotic

 Rotten doctor Commie rat".

 

 Well, he threw a Reader's Digest

 At my head and I did run

 I did a somersault

 As I seen him get his gun

 And chrashed through the window

 At a hundred miles an hour

 And landed fully blast

 In his garden flowers

 Rita said, "Come back"

 As he started to load

 The sun was comin' up

 And I was runnin' down the road.

 

 Well, I don't figure I'll be back

 There for a spell

 Even though Rita moved away

 And got a job in a motel

 He still waits for me

 Constant on the sky

 He wants to turn me in

 To the FBI

 Me, I romp and stomping

 Thankful as a romp

 Without freedom of speech

 I might be in the swamp.