DYLAN
Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood,
With his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, a jealous monk.
He looked so immaculately frightful as he bummed a cigarette
Then he went off sniffing drain pipes
And reciting the alphabet.
You would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin
With his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, a jealous monk.
He looked so immaculately frightful as he bummed a cigarette
Then he went off sniffing drain pipes
And reciting the alphabet.
You would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin