One time in London I'd gone out for a walk,
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Past a place called Hyde park where people talk
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'Bout all kinds of different gods, they have their point of view
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To anyone passing by, that's who they're talking to.
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There was someone on a platform talking to the folks
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About the T.V. god and all the pain that it invokes.
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"It's too bright a light", he said, "For anybody's eyes,
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If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
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I moved in closer, got up on my toes,
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Two men in front of me were coming to blows
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The man was saying something 'bout children when they're young
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Being sacrificed to it while lullabies are being sung.
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"The news of the day is on all the time,
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All the latest gossip, all the latest rhyme,
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Your mind is your temple, keep it beautiful and free,
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Don't let an egg get laid in it by something you can't see."
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"Pray for peace!". he said, you could feel it in the crowd.
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My thoughts began to wander. His voice was ringing loud,
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"It will destroy your family, your happy home is gone
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No one can protect you fro it once you turn it on."
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"It will led you into some strange pursuits,
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Lead you to the land of forbidden fruits.
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It will scramble up your head and drag your brain about,
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Sometimes you gotta do like Elvis did and shoot the damn thing out."
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"It's all been designed", he said, "To make you lose your mind,
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And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."
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"Everytime you look at it, your situation's worse,
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If you feel it grabbing out for you, send for the nurse."
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The crowd began to riot and they grabbed hold of the man,
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There was pushing, there was shoving and everybody ran.
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The T.V. crew was there to film it, they jumped right over me,
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Later on that evening, I watched it on T.V
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T.V. Talkin` Song
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| Bob Dylan |
