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Ballad Of Thin Man
Grateful Dead
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You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked, and you say, who is that man?
You try so dang hard, but you don't understand
What you'll say when you get home
And you know something is happening
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head and you ask, is this where it is?
And somebody points to you and says, It's his
And you say, what's mine? And somebody else says, where what is?
And you say, oh, my God, am I here all alone?
You know something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You pay for your ticket, and you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you when, when he hears you speak
And he asks you how it feels to be such a freak
And you say, Impossible, as he hands you a bone
And you know something is happening
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You have many contacts among the lumberjacks
Who keeps you supplied with facts when someone attacks your imagination
But, when they already expect you to just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations
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You've been with the professors, and they, they all liked your looks
With great lawyers, you have discussed lepers and crooks
You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read, it's well known
And you know something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
The sword swallower comes up to you and then, and then he kneels
He crosses himself, and then he clicks his high heels
Without further notice, he asks you how it feels
And he says, here is your throat back, thanks for the loan
And you know something is happening
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You see this one-eyed midget, and he's shouting the word "Now"
You say, what's the matter? And he says, how?
And you say, what does this mean? And he screams back, "You're a cow"
Give me some milk or else go home
And you know something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You walk into the room like a camel, and then you frown
Your eyes in your pockets and your head on the ground
There ought to be a law against you comin' around
You should be made to wear earphones
And you know something is happening
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
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