Bob Dylan - Neighborhood Bully текст песни

Well, the neighborhood bully, hes just one man,

His enemies say hes on their land.

They got him outnumbered about a million to one,

He got no place to escape to, no place to run.

Hes the neighborhood bully.

The neighborhood bully just lives to survive,

Hes criticized and condemned for being alive.

Hes not supposed to fight back, hes supposed to have thick skin,

Hes supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in.

Hes the neighborhood bully.

The neighborhood bully been driven out of every land,

Hes wandered the earth an exiled man.

Seen his family scattered, his people hounded and torn,

Hes always on trial for just being born.

Hes the neighborhood bully.

Well, he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized,

Old women condemned him, said he should apologize.

Then he destroyed a bomb factory, nobody was glad.

The bombs were meant for him.

He was supposed to feel bad.

Hes the neighborhood bully.

Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim

That hell live by the rules that the world makes for him,

cause theres a noose at his neck and a gun at his back

And a license to kill him is given out to every maniac.

Hes the neighborhood bully.

He got no allies to really speak of.

What he gets he must pay for, he dont get it out of love.

He buys obsolete weapons and he wont be denied

But no one sends flesh and blood to fight by his side.

Hes the neighborhood bully.

Well, hes surrounded by pacifists who all want peace,

They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must cease.

Now, they wouldnt hurt a fly.

To hurt one they would weep.

They lay and they wait for this bully to fall asleep.

Hes the neighborhood bully.

Every empire thats enslaved him is gone,

Egypt and rome, even the great babylon.

Hes made a garden of paradise in the desert sand,

In bed with nobody, under no ones command.

Hes the neighborhood bully.

Now his holiest books have been trampled upon,

No contract he signed was worth what it was written on.

He took the crumbs of the world and he turned it into wealth,

Took sickness and disease and he turned it into health.

Hes the neighborhood bully.

Whats anybody indebted to him for?

Nothin, they say.

He just likes to cause war.

Pride and prejudice and superstition indeed,

They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed.

Hes the neighborhood bully.

What has he done to wear so many scars?

Does he change the course of rivers?

Does he pollute the moon and stars?

Neighborhood bully, standing on the hill,

Running out the clock, time standing still,

Neighborhood bully.

Текст песни Bob Dylan - Neighborhood Bully Neighborhood Bully
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