The Blow-Up lyrics

(Bob Dylan)

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.

(Verlaine)

What I want
I want now
and it's a whole lot more
than 'anyhow'
I want to fly
fly a fountain
I want to jumpjumpjump
jump a mountain

lunderstandall... iseeno...
destructiveurges... iseeno...
itseemssoperfect... iseenoo...
i see... i see no... i see no evil

I get ideas
I get a notion
I want a nice little boat
made out of ocean.
I get your point.
You're so sharp.

(Verlaine)

The docks
the clocks
a whisper woke him up
the smell of water
would resume.
the cave
the waves
of light the unreal night.
that flat curving
of a room.

Prove it... just the facts... the confidential
This case, this case, this case that i...
i've been workin' on so long...

first you creep
then you leap
up about a hundred feet
yet you're in so deep

(Verlaine)

The last word
is the lost word
Why don't you say so

I sleep light
on these shores tonite
I live light on these shores

Elevation... don't go to my head

Now you give me no trouble
and you give me no help
It is the clown
that works so well

I sleep light on these shores tonite.
I live light on these shores.

Elevation don't go to my head

(Verlaine)

Tight toy night, streets were so bright.
The world looked so thin and between my bones and skin
there stood another person who was a little surprised
to be face to face with a world so alive.
I fell.

Didja feel low? No, not at all. Huh???

I fell right into the Arms of Venus de Milo.
I stood up, walked out of the Arms of Venus de Milo.

(Verlaine)

Soldier boy stands at a full salute.
He wants your orders to execute.
Send him out - 'neath the screaming red lights
In a narrow ditch for the funny fights.
Foxhole, foxhole too much danger
Where's my guardian angel - oh no
You show me the war, I don't know what for.
You show me the war but the war 's such a bore.
In the line of duty, in the line of fire

(Verlaine)

You're pushin' a furnace
You're workin' too hard
You're setting things off - all over the yard
You play with your 'top' - till your eyes start to spin
Then you shrug your shoulders and ask me where I've been
Travel fulfills you but the distance it kills you
Oh oh ain't that nothin'
Why don't you tell me somethin'
Tragedy
Ain't that nothin'

(Verlaine)

Now Little Johnny Jewel,
Oh, he's so cool,
He has no decision,
He's just trying to tell a vision.
Some thought that this was sad,
And others thought it mad,
They just scratching the surface,
JJ can do the floor kiss.
Was he on display?
No, no, not today.
All that guy ever said,
He said, "I want my little wing-head".
He half-asleep at night

(Verlaine)

I knew it musta been some big set-up.
All the Action just would not let up.
It's just a little bit back from the main road
where the silence spreads and the men dig holes.
I start to spin the tale
you complain of my diction

You Give Me Friction
But I Dig Friction
You Know I'm Crazy About Friction

My eyes are like telescopes
I see it all backwards: but who wants hope?

(Verlaine)

I remember
how the darkness doubled
I recall
lightning struck itself.
I was listening
listening to the rain
I was hearing
hearing something else.

Life in the hive puckered up my night,
the kiss of death, the embrace of life.
There I stand neath the Marquee Moon Just waiting,
Hesitating...
I ain't waiting

I spoke to a man
down at the tracks.
I asked him