作词 : Bob Dylan
 作曲 : Bob Dylan
He sits in your room his tomb with a fist full of tacks
Preoccupied with his vengeance
Cursing the dead that can't answer him back
You know that he has no intentions
Of looking your way unless it's to say
That he needs you to test his inventions
Hi crawl out your window
Use your hands and legs it won't ruin you
How can you say he will haunt you
You can go back to him any time you want to
He looks so truthful is this how he feels
Trying to peel the moon and expose it
With his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneel
If he needs a third eye he just grows it
He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk
Or pick it up after he throws it
Hi please crawl out your window
Oh use your hands and legs it won't ruin you
How can you say he will haunt you
You can go back to him any time you want to
He look so righteous while your face is so changed
As you frightened of the box you keep him in
While his genocide fools and his friends rearrange
Their religion of the little ten women
That backs up their views but your face is so bruised
Come on out the dark is beginning
Hi please crawl out your window
Oh use your hands and legs it won't ruin you
How can you say he will haunt you
Well you can go back to him any time you want to
You got a lot of nervor here you are my friend
You wanna crawl out your window
Yes crawl out your window
Oh my