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Some information about Visions of Johanna Lyrics Title: Bob Dylan - Visions of Johanna lyrics Artist: Bob Dylan Album: Blonde On Blonde Visitors: 4 visitors have visited Visions of Johanna Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Ain t it just like the night to play tricks when you re tryin to be so quiet? We sit here strandedthough we re all doin our best to deny it And Louise holds a handful of raintemptin you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there s nothingreally nothing to turn off Just Louise and her lover so entwined And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman s bluff with the key chain And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight Ask himself if it s him or them that s really insane Louiseshe s all rightshe s just near She s delicate and seems like the mirror But she just makes it all too concise and too clear That Johanna s not here The ghost of lectricity howls in the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place Nowlittle boy losthe takes himself so seriously He brags of his miseryhe likes to live dangerously And when bringing her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to me He s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall while I m in the hall How can I explain? Ohit s so hard to get on And these visions of Johannathey kept me up past the dawn Inside the museumsInfinity goes up on trial Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles See the primitive wallflower freeze When the jelly-faced women all sneeze Hear the one with the mustache say"Jeeze I can t find my knees" Ohjewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule But these visions of Johannathey make it all seem so cruel The peddler now speaks to the countess who s pretending to care for him Sayin "Name me someone that s not a parasite and I ll go out and say a prayer for him" But like Louise always says "Ya can t look at muchcan ya man?" As sheherselfprepares for him And Madonnashe still has not showed We see this empty cage now corrode Where her cape of the stage once had flowed The fiddlerhe now steps to the road He writes ev rything s been returned which was owed On the back of the fish truck that loads While my conscience explodes The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain Hottest songs from Bob Dylan : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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