Bob Dylan - TV Talking Song lyrics

I wonder if we’ll smile in our coffins while loved ones

Mourn the daythe absence of our faceslivinglaughing

Eyes awake. is this too much for them to take?

Too young for ones conclusionthe lifestyle won.

Such values you taught your son. that’s how.

Look at me now. I’m broken.

Inherit my life.

One day we all will diea cliched fact of life. force fed

To make us heed. inbred to sponge our bleed. every

Warninga leaking rubbera poison apple for mingled

Blood. too young for ones delusion the lifestyle cost

Venereal mother embrace the los$. that’s how

Look at you now. you’re broken

Inherit your life.