Song Description
Character in Louis Des Berniere novel who resembles Bob Dylan and lives upstairs from a desired female
Song Length |
3:22 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Rock - Easy Listening |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Similar Artists |
Bob Dylan, Toad The Wet Sprocket |
Language |
English |
Era |
1970 - 1979 |
| |
Lyrics
BOB DYLAN UPSTAIRS
I see you in and out of your flat
Said to you hello across your door mat
I know I look kind of cold
Difficult to shape or mould
Pale with a glassy stare
Neath a flowing shock of hair
And I overheard you say that I am
The Bob Dylan upstairs
Apparently I write the verses
That nobody ever hears
Well maybe on the surface I'm mysterious
Singing those folkie songs and acting querulous
But underneath there beats a heart
And desire to become a part
Of the scene that you are frequenting
You and your crazy zany friends
And I overheard you say that I am
The Bob Dylan upstairs
Apparently I write the verses
That nobody ever hears
I play the blues a lot
I write with all I've got
I'm travelling on a journey celestial
But I'd really rather journey with you
I know that we will find a love so true
I can throw down my guard
Open up, be the bard
Lay it down until you see
That you mean everything to me
Cause I overheard you say that I am
The Bob Dylan upstairs
Apparently I write the verses
That nobody ever hears
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