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I Contain Multitudes

Bob Dylan © 2020 Special Rider Music

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

Jan 2020

Rough And Rowdy Days sessions, Sunset Sound Studio LA - January/February 2020 ?  

#today and #tomorrow, 
#skeletons and #nudes, 
#sparkle and #flash, 
#AnneFrank and #IndianaJones, 
#fastcars and #fastfood, 
#bluejeans and #queens, 
#Beethoven and #Chopin, 
#life and #death. 
Twitter msg announcing the song on April 17th, 2020 

released on youtube on 16.apr.2020, downloaded from iTunes.com on 17.apr.2020
I Contain Multitudes (Official Audio) 

Today and tomorrow and yesterday too
The flowers are dyin' like all things do
Follow me close, I'm goin' to Ballynalee
I'll lose my mind if you don't come with me
I fuss up my hair and I fight blood feuds
I contain multitudes

Got a tell-tale heart like Mr. Poe
Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
I'll drink to the truth and the things we said
I'll drink to the man that shares your bed
I paint landscapes and I paint nudes
I contain multitudes

A red Cadillac and a black mustache
Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
Tell me what's next, what shall we do?
Half my soul baby belongs to you
I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
I contain multitudes

I'm just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
And them British bad boys the Rolling Stones
I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
I go right where all things lost are made good again

I sing the songs of experience like William Blake
I've no apologies to make
Everything's flowin' all at the same time
I live on a boulevard of crime
I drive fast cars and I eat fast foods
I contain multitudes

Pink pedal pushers, red blue jeans
All the pretty maids and all the old queens
All the old queens from all my past lives
I carry four pistols and two large knives
I'm a man of contradictions, I'm a man of many moods
I contain multitudes

You greedy old wolf, I'll show you my heart
But not all of it, only the hateful part
I'll sell you down the river, I'll put a price on your head
What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed

Get lost madam, get up off my knee
Keep your mouth away from me
I'll keep the path open, the path in my mind
I'll see to it that there's no love left behind
I play Beethoven's sonatas, Chopin's preludes
I contain multitudes. 

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