Bob Dylan — Jokerman Instrumental Dub by Doctor Dread

Joker-man Joker-man, while ya deal wit'? Standing on the waters casting your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing Freedom just around the corner from you Joker-man Whoa, whoa, joker-man One of the women must sit in the shack and soak up The bus'll catch up with him The joker-man You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah But what do you care? You're a king among this town You're a stranger at home Bird fly high by the light of the moon Joker-man And the sea are your only teachers Michelangelo, himsеlf, could've carved out your featurеs Tragic, tragic, with a small dog at your feet Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Joker-man Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, and padlocks Molotov cocktails and rocks can't drown out your servin' Spun in your web Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Joker-man He'll put a priest into pimps and make old men buy Take a woman and cut up her shoulder wrap And turn her into a harlot Oh, joker-man Joker-man dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa Joker-man