Song For Bob Dylan (Live Friars, Aylesbury, 25th September, 1971)

[Intro]
The presumptuousness of the, uh, songwriter is that he feels that he can pick on anybody and write about anybody
I'm no exception
No, but this is not a picking song, it's just about someone
Uh, it's called song "Song for Bob Dylan"

[Verse 1]
Oh, hear this Robert Zimmerman
I wrote a song for you
About a strange young man called Dylan
With a voice like sand and glue
His words and truthful vengeance
Could pin us to the floor
Brought a few more people on
And put the fear in a whole lot more

[Chorus]
Ah, here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
From the brow of the superbrain
Well, she scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
But a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again

[Verse 2]
Well, you gave your heart to every bedsit room
At least a picture on the wall
And you sat behind a million pair of eyes
And told them why they saw
But then we lost your train of thought
The paintings are all your own
While troubles are rising, we'd rather be scared
Together than alone

[Chorus]
Ah, here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
From the brow of the superbrain
She'll scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
But a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
Now, hear this, Robert Zimmerman
Though I don't suppose we'll meet
Ask your good friend Dylan
If he'd gaze a while down the old street
Tell them they lost his poems
So they're writing on the walls
Give us back our unity
And give us back our family
You're every nation's refugee
Don't leave us with their sanity

[Chorus]
Ah, here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
From the brow of the superbrain
She'll scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
But a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again

[Outro]
Ah, a couple of songs from your old scrapbook
Could send her home again
Here she comes
Ooh, here she comes
Here she comes
Oh, yeah

Thank you
That's, thanks very much
Uh, that was written during a space of people songs
I got, I got from writing about people
Um, just kind of well known figures and what they stood for
'Cause they believe very much in, in, uh
Uh, media of the streets, street messengers
And one of the leaders in that field is a man called Andy Warhol
And this is, uh, this is about him
This is called "Song-" what? (What is it?)
Oh, it's "Song for Andy Warhol"
Do you want to do something else? (Yeah)
What do you wanna do? (Just get my song together)
Oh, you want to get your, you want to get your song together
Get nothing else much to tell you
What's happening your side?
That's very good Tom, didn't know you had it in you