
bob dylan - yea! heavy and a bottle of bread lyrics
well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus
the poor litlle chauffeur, though, she was back in bed
on the very next day with a nose full of pus
yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
it’s a one-track town, just brown and a breeze too
pack up the meat, sweet, we’re headin’ out
for wichita in a pile of fruit
get the loot, don’t be slow, we’re gonna catch a trout
get the loot, don’t be slow, we’re gonna catch a trout
get the loot, don’t be slow, we’re gonna catch a trout
now, pull that drummer out from behind that bottle
bring my pipe, we’re gonna shake it
slap that drummer with a pie that smells
take me down to california, baby
take me down to california, baby
take me down to california, baby
yes, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus
the poor litlle chauffeur, though, she was back in bed
on the very next day with a nose full of pus
yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
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