Bob Dylan – Motorpsycho Nightmare

Bob Dylan – Motorpsycho Nightmare Lyrics

Artist: Bob Dylan
Song: Motorpsycho Nightmare

I pounded on a farmhouse
Lookin’ for a place to stay
I was mighty, mighty tired
I had come a long, long way

I said, “Hey, hey, in there
Is there anybody home ?
I was standin’ on the steps
Feelin’ must alone

Well, out comes a farmer
He must have thought that I was nuts
He immediately looked at me
And stuck a gun into my guts

I fell down
To my bended knees
Saying, “I dig farmers
Don’t shoot me please”

He cocked his rifle
And began to shout
“You’re that travelin’ salesman
That I have heard about”v I said, “No ! No ! No !

I’m a doctor and it’s true
I’m a clean-cut kid
And I been to college too”.
Then in comes his daughter

Whose name was Rita
She looked like she stepped out of
La Dolce Vita
I immediately tried to cool it

With her dad
And told him what a
Nice, pretty farm he had
He said, “What do doctors

Know about farms, pray tell ?”
I said, “I was born
At the bottom of a wishing well”.
Well, by the dirt ‘neath my nails

I guess he knew I wouldn’t lie
He said “I guess, you’re tired”
He said, kinds sly
I said, “Yes, ten thousand miles

Today I drove”
He said, “I got a bed for you
Underneath the stove
Just one condition

You got to sleep right now
That you don’t touch my daughter
And in the morning, milk the cow”.
I was sleepin’ like a rat

When I heard something jerkin’
There stood Rita
Lookin’ just like Tony Perkins
She said, “Would you like to take a shower ?

I’ll show you up to the door”
I said, “Oh, no, no
I’ve been through this movie before
I knew I had to split

But I didn’t know how
When she said,
“Would you like to take that shower now ?”
Well, I couldn’t leave

Unless the old man chased me out
‘Cause I’d already promised
That I’d milk his cows
I had to say something

To strike him very weird
So I yelled out
“I like Fidel Castro and his beard”
Rita looked offended

But she got out of the way
As he came charging down the stairs
Sayin’, “What’s that I heard you say ?”
I said, “I like Fidel Castrov I think you heard me right”

And I ducked as he swung
At me with all his might
Rita mumbled something
‘Bout her mother on the hill

As his fist hit the icebox
He said he’s going to kill me
If I don’t get out of the door
In two seconds flat

“Your unpatriotic
Rotten doctor Commie rat”.
Well, he threw a Reader’s Digest
At my head and I did run

I did a somersault
As I seen him get his gun
And chrashed through the window
At a hundred miles an hour

And landed fully blast
In his garden flowers
Rita said, “Come back”
As he started to load

The sun was comin’ up
And I was runnin’ down the road.
Well, I don’t figure I’ll be back
There for a spell

Even though Rita moved away
And got a job in a motel
He still waits for me
Constant on the sky

He wants to turn me in
To the FBI
Me, I romp and stomping
Thankful as a romp

Without freedom of speech
I might be in the swamp.
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Bob Dylan Lyrics – Motorpsycho Nightmare

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From the album:
Another Side Of Bob Dylan
Release Year: 1964