Текст песни Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues - Live - Bob Dylan

This is called "Talkin' John Birch paranoid blues"

I was feeling kinda a little down, blue
I didn't know what I was going to do
The communists was a-comin' around, they was in the air, they was on the ground
They was fallin' me all over

I run down most hurriedly
And joined the John Birch society
Got me a secret membership card, started walking home, found the road, yoo-hoo
I'm a real John Bircher now, look out

Now we all agree with Hitler's views
Although he killed six million Jews
It don't matter too much that he was a Fascist
At least you can't say he was a Communist!
That's to say like if you got a cold, take a shot of malaria

I was lookin' everywhere for them gol-darned Reds
I got up in the mornin' 'n' looked under my bed
Looked behind the kitchen, behind the door
Looked in the glove compartment of my car
Couldn't find any

Looked behind the sink, behind the chair
I was lookin' for them Reds everywhere
I looked way up my chimney hole
Looked deep down inside my toilet bowl
They got away...

I was sittin' home alone an' started to sweat
I figured they was in my T.V. set
I peeked behind the picture frame
Got a shock from my feet, hit me right up in the brain
Them Reds did it!
Them hard-core ones

Well, I quit my job so I could work all alone
Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes
Followin' some clues from my detective bag
Discovered there was red stripes on the American flag!

Old Betty Ross...

Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy
Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy
To my knowledge there's just one man that's really a true American
George Lincoln Rockwell
I know for a fact he hates Commies 'cause he picketed the movie "Exodus"

Well, I finally started thinkin' straight
When I ran outta things to investigate
I couldn't imagine anything else
So now I'm at home investigatin' myself
Hope I don't find out anything... good God!