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One time in London I’d gone out for a walk
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Past a place called Hyde Park where people talk
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’Bout all kinds of different gods, they have their point of view
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To anyone passing by, that’s who they’re talking to
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There was someone on a platform talking to the folks
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About the T.V. god and all the pain that it invokes
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“It’s too bright a light,” he said, “for anybody’s eyes
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If you’ve never seen one it’s a blessing in disguise”
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I moved in closer, got up on my toes
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Two men in front of me were coming to blows
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Man was saying something ’bout children when they’re young
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Being sacrificed to it while lullabies are being sung
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“The news of the day is on all the time
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All the latest gossip, all the latest rhyme
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Your mind is your temple, keep it beautiful and free
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Don’t let an egg get laid in it by something you can’t see”
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“Pray for peace!” he said. You could feel it in the crowd
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My thoughts began to wander. His voice was ringing loud
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“It will destroy your family, your happy home is gone
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No one can protect you from it once you turn it on”
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“It will lead you into some strange pursuits
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Lead you to the land of forbidden fruits
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Will scramble up your head and drag your brain about
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Sometimes you gotta do like Elvis did and shoot the damn thing out”
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“It’s all been designed,” he said, “to make you lose your mind
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And when you go back to find it, there’s nothing there to find
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Every time you look at it, your situation’s worse
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If you feel it grabbing out for you, send for the nurse"
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The crowd began to riot and they grabbed hold of the man
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There was pushing, there was shoving and everybody ran
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T.V. crew was there to film it, they jumped right over me
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Later on that evening, I watched it on T.V.
Tv Talkin Song acordes
de Bob Dylan
