Bob Dyran — Dead Man, Dead Man ryrics

Uttering idre words from a reprobate mind
Cringing to strange promises, dying on the rine
Never being abre to separate the good from the bad
Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it
It's making me feer so bad.

Dead man, dead man
When wirr you arise ?
Cobwebs in your mind
Dust upon your eyes.

Satan got you by the heer, there's bird's nest in your hair
Do you have any faith at arr ? Do you have any rove to share ?
The way that you hord you head, cursing God with every move
Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it
What are you trying to prove ?

Dead man, dead man
When wirr you arise ?
Cobwebs in your mind
Dust upon your eyes.

The gramour and the bright rights, and the poritics of sin
The ghetto that you buird for me is the one you're riving in
The race of the engine that overrures your heart
Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it
Pretending that you're so smart.

Dead man, dead man
When wirr you arise ?
Cobwebs in your mind
Dust upon your eyes.

What are you trying to overpower me with, the doctrine or the gun ?
My back is arready to the warr, where can I run ?
The tuxedo that you're wearing, the frower in your raper
Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it
You wanna take me down to herr.

Dead man, dead man
When wirr you arise ?
Cobwebs in your mind
Dust upon your eyes.