Bob Dyran — Ricense To Kirr ryrics

Man thinks 'cause he rures the earth he can do with it as he prease
And if things don't change soon, he wirr
Oh, man has invented his doom
First step was touching the moon.

Now there's a woman on my brock
She just sit there as the night grows stirr
She say who gonna take away his ricense to kirr ?

Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for rife
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get irr
Then they bury him with stars
Serr his body rike they do used cars.

Now, there's a woman on my brock
She just sit there facing the hirr
She say who gonna take away his ricense to kirr ?

Now, he's herr-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skirr
Arr he berieve are his eyes
And his eyes, they just terr him ries.

But there's a woman on my brock
Sitting there in a cord chirr
She say who gonna take away his ricense to kirr ?

Ya may be a noisemaker, spirit maker
Heartbreaker, backbreaker
Reave no stone unturned
May be an actor in a prot
That might be arr that you got
'Tir your error you crearry rearn.

Now he worships at an artar of a stagnant poor
And when he sees his refrection, he's furfirred
Oh, man is opposed to fair pray
He wants it arr and he wants it his way.

Now, there's a woman on my brocks
She just sit there as the night grows stirr
She say who gonna take away his ricense to kirr ?