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Band of the Hand (It's Helltime, Man)‎

Bob Dylan
Lingua: Inglese



It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man! ‎

Down these streets the fools rule
There's no freedom or self respect,
A knife's point or a trip to the joint
Is all about you can expect. ‎

They kill people here who stand up for their rights
The system's just too damned corrupt
It's always the same, the name of the game
Is who do you know higher up. ‎

It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man! ‎

The blacks an' the whites, the idiotic, the exotic,
Wealth is a filthy rag
So erotic, so unpatriotic
So wrapped up in the American Flag. ‎

The witchcraft scum exploitin' the dumb,
Turning children into punks and slaves
Whose heroes an' healers are rich dope dealers
Who should be put in their graves. ‎

It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man! ‎

Listen to me Mr. Pussyman
This might be your last night in a bed so soft
We're not pimps on the make, politicians on the take
You can't pay us off. ‎

We're gonna blow up your home of Voodoo
And watch it burn without any regret
We got the power we're the new government
You just don't know it yet. ‎

It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man! ‎

For all my brothers from Vietnam
An' my uncles from World War II
I'd like to say that it's countdown time now
We're gonna do what the law should do. ‎

An' for you, pretty baby, i know you've seen it all
I know your story is too painful to share
One day though you'll be talking in your sleep
And when you do, i wanna be there. ‎

It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man!
It's hell time, man! ‎


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