Standin' on the corner Of Toulouse and Dauphine Waitin' on Marie-Ondine I'm tryin' to place a tune Under a Louisiana moonbeam On the planet of New Orleans In a bar they call The Saturn And in her eyes of green And somethin' that she said in a dream

And they call me under And I'm shaking like a leaf Are you really gonna love me when I'm gone? I fear you won't I fear you don't And it echoes when I breathe Until all you see is my ghost Empty vessel, crooked teeth Wish you could see

Voices from underground, whispers of freedom Warsaw city at war 1944 help that never came Calling Warsaw city at war Rise up and hear the call History calling to you, 'Warszawo, walcz!' Women, men and children fight They were dying side by side And the

And I guess that's why they call it the blues Time on my hands could be time spent with you Laughing like children, living like lovers Rolling like thunder under the covers Wait on me girl Cry in the night if it helps But more than ever I simply love you

The followers of chaos out of control To liberty and honor under the honor roll "They're going wild" the call came in At early morning predawn then "The followers of chaos out of control They're numbering the monkeys The monkeys and the monkeys" "They're

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan