Bob Dylan — Tweedle Dee & Tweedle Dum

[Verse 1] Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee They’re throwing knives into the tree Two big bags of dead man’s bones Got their noses to the grindstones [Verse 2] Living in the Land of Nod Trustin’ their fate to the Hands of God They pass by so silently Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee [Verse 3] Well, they’re going to the country, they’re gonna retire They’re taking a streetcar named Desire Looking in the window at the pecan pie Lot of things they’d like they would never buy [Verse 4] Neither one gonna turn and run They’re making a voyage to the sun “His Master’s voice is calling me” Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee [Verse 5] Tweedle-dee Dee and Tweedle-dee Dum All that and more and then some They walk among the stately trees They know the secrets of the breeze [Verse 6] Tweedle-dee Dum said to Tweedle-dee Dee “Your presence is obnoxious to me” They’re like babies sittin’ on a woman’s knee Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee [Verse 7] Well, the rain beating down on my window pane I got love for you and it’s all in vain Brains in the pot, they’re beginning to boil They’re dripping with garlic and olive oil [Verse 8] Tweedle-dee Dee, he’s on his hands and his knees Saying, “Throw me somethin’, Mister, please” “What’s good for you is good for me” Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee [Verse 9] Well, they’re living in a happy harmony Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee They’re one day older and a dollar short They’ve got a parade permit and a police escort [Verse 10] They’re lying low and they’re makin’ hay They seem determined to go all the way They run a brick-and-tile company Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee [Verse 11] Well, a childish dream is a deathless need And a noble truth is a sacred dream My pretty baby, she’s lookin’ around She’s wearin’ a multi-thousand dollar gown [Verse 12] Tweedle-dee Dee is a lowdown, sorry old man Tweedle-dee Dum, he’ll stab you where you stand “I’ve had too much of your company,” Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee