Bob Dylan 80th Year Jubilee Cut-up

Bob Dylan 80th Year Jubilee Cut-up

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Pretty little Miss 

I don't love nobody

Where the stars and stripes 

Explode

Been down to the 

Bottom of a whirlpool

My Hibiscus flowers 

Sense humanity 

Going down the drain

Oh trees they can give you that 

Bleeding heart disease

So naked and numb 

I can't even remember

Spiral staircases 

Unworthy cause 

Its hot down here

You cease to exist 

Shifting sand

My right hand 

Drawing the land of light

You came here 

To get away 

Punished for going to 

Desolation Row

Lean your head out 

With your 

Subpoena

My worst enemy 

Is one and the same

More than I can bear 

It's not dark yet

Put down in writin' 

You cease to exist 

in the shadows

Such is life 

Such is happiness 

Cinderella

I can see 

The unknown rider 

Pass the tree of smoke

I followed the river 

And I got 

To the window

Sniffing drainpipes 

And reciting the 

Alphabet

Nero's Neptune 

I cannot play this 

game!

Oh Angelina 

Will I find the Key? 

At midnight 

Her vengeance 

Satisfied in her 

Cyanide hole

Body of a woman 

Turned into steel 

Running

Her eyes 

Are fixed 

Upon lifelessness

Walking in the shadows 

After dark

Unknown thing 

I came here to 

Get away from

Tell me 

Tall man 

Wherever I roam

I ain't lookin' 

For her 

Lifelessness

I'm sticking with you 

Soul tight-rope walker

Surrounded 

By God's angels 

Who will you blame?

Jimmy and Buddy 

And all the rest?

Pieces of men 

Marching? 

Fish ponds?

God with the body 

Of a woman 

Got to the sea

You lost 

Your bottom 

In a whirlpool 

Of lies

Pretty little Miss 

So naked and 

Numb

Stolen from her 

Mother 

She was nobody

time is running 

making love 

expecting rain

you think you've 

seen me before 

toxic plant?

can't remember 

calypso singers 

or fishermen

my soul has 

turned into 

the door knob

death is on every 

beautiful thing 

wearing a blindfold

monkey dances 

tune but not 

where it ends

need somewhere to go? 

A path of retreat?

angel with 

four faces 

Begging God 

is the place 

to be

I know it looks 

like I'm movin' 

time is 

Running away

death got to the sea 

I've been down

horizon line 

of humanity 

going down 

the drain

give me a 

kiss of pain 

while the Titanic 

sails to 

Key West 

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Dylan songs floated down from the heavens and Burroughs said I should cut them up and give it as a gift at the 80th Birthday Jubilee. On August 24, 2022 I followed Burroughs instructions and the above words appeared. 

Image Bob Dylan Hearts of Fire 1986