Just Like Bob Dylan
Liner notes
I honestly think this was directed at me rather than anyone else. There was someone else at St Andrews who did a lot of Dylan, but he was pretty good.Don't you feel any shame?
You're up there playing Dylan songs again
Wearing scabby clothes
Singing through your nose
Not quite sure how any lyric goes
Harmonica clamped to your jaw
You're impolite, just like Bob Dylan (yes you are)
And you're right-handed, just like Bob Dylan (yes you are)
And you're trite, just like Bob Dylan
But you're shite just like Andrea Corr
Nobody claps but your friends
When your harp solo finally ends
The harmonica's in D
Y'all play guitar in E
Your voice wavers wildly in-between those keys
You're making my ears sore
You're impolite, just like Bob Dylan (yes you are)
And you're right-handed, just like Bob Dylan (yes you are)
And you're trite, just like Bob Dylan
But you're shite just like Andrea Corr
I was caught in a squall while on a pub crawl so I came in here
Your nasal drawl's false, it appals, gives me pain in here
I ain't stayin' in here, ain't it clear
That I wish you would quit
'Til you've learned to play guitar a little bit
Your fingers are all thumbs
So your notes are largely bums
I'd like you to be drowned out by some drums
You're too loud to ignore
You're impolite, just like Bob Dylan (yes you are)
And you're right-handed, just like Bob Dylan (yes you are)
And you're trite, just like Bob Dylan
But you're shite just like Andrea Corr