Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues Lyrics
| Song | Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | The Bootleg Series, Vol. 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964 - Concert at Philharmonic Hall |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Well, I was feelin’ sad and feelin’ blue | |
| I didn’t know what in the world I wus gonna do | |
| Them Communists they wus comin’ around | |
| They wus in the air | |
| They wus on the ground | |
| They wouldn’t gimme no peace . . . | |
| So I run down most hurriedly | |
| And joined up with the John Birch Society | |
| I got me a secret membership card | |
| And started off a-walkin’ down the road | |
| Yee-hoo, I’m a real John Bircher now! | |
| Look out you Commies! | |
| Now we all agree with Hitler’s views | |
| Although he killed six million Jews | |
| It don’t matter too much that he was a Fascist | |
| At least you can’t say he was a Communist! | |
| That’s to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria | |
| Well, I wus lookin’ everywhere for them gol-darned Reds | |
| I got up in the mornin’ ’n’ looked under my bed | |
| Looked in the sink, behind the door | |
| Looked in the glove compartment of my car | |
| Couldn’t find ’em . . . | |
| I wus lookin’ high an’ low for them Reds everywhere | |
| I wus lookin’ in the sink an’ underneath the chair | |
| I looked way up my chimney hole | |
| I even looked deep down inside my toilet bowl | |
| They got away . . . | |
| Well, I wus sittin’ home alone an’ started to sweat | |
| Figured they wus in my T.V. set | |
| Peeked behind the picture frame | |
| Got a shock from my feet, hittin’ right up in the brain | |
| Them Reds caused it! | |
| I know they did . . . them hard-core ones | |
| Well, I quit my job so I could work all alone | |
| Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes | |
| Followed some clues from my detective bag | |
| And discovered they wus red stripes on the American flag! | |
| That ol’ Betsy Ross . . . | |
| Well, I investigated all the books in the library | |
| Ninety percent of ’em gotta be burned away | |
| I investigated all the people that I knowed | |
| Ninety-eight percent of them gotta go | |
| The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me | |
| Now Eisenhower, he’s a Russian spy | |
| Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy | |
| To my knowledge there’s just one man | |
| That’s really a true American: George Lincoln Rockwell | |
| I know for a fact he hates Commies cus he picketed the movie Exodus | |
| Well, I fin’ly started thinkin’ straight | |
| When I run outa things to investigate | |
| Couldn’t imagine doin’ anything else | |
| So now I’m sittin’ home investigatin’ myself! | |
| Hope I don’t find out anything . . . hmm, great God! |
| Well, I was feelin' sad and feelin' blue | |
| I didn' t know what in the world I wus gonna do | |
| Them Communists they wus comin' around | |
| They wus in the air | |
| They wus on the ground | |
| They wouldn' t gimme no peace . . . | |
| So I run down most hurriedly | |
| And joined up with the John Birch Society | |
| I got me a secret membership card | |
| And started off awalkin' down the road | |
| Yeehoo, I' m a real John Bircher now! | |
| Look out you Commies! | |
| Now we all agree with Hitler' s views | |
| Although he killed six million Jews | |
| It don' t matter too much that he was a Fascist | |
| At least you can' t say he was a Communist! | |
| That' s to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria | |
| Well, I wus lookin' everywhere for them goldarned Reds | |
| I got up in the mornin' ' n' looked under my bed | |
| Looked in the sink, behind the door | |
| Looked in the glove compartment of my car | |
| Couldn' t find ' em . . . | |
| I wus lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere | |
| I wus lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair | |
| I looked way up my chimney hole | |
| I even looked deep down inside my toilet bowl | |
| They got away . . . | |
| Well, I wus sittin' home alone an' started to sweat | |
| Figured they wus in my T. V. set | |
| Peeked behind the picture frame | |
| Got a shock from my feet, hittin' right up in the brain | |
| Them Reds caused it! | |
| I know they did . . . them hardcore ones | |
| Well, I quit my job so I could work all alone | |
| Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes | |
| Followed some clues from my detective bag | |
| And discovered they wus red stripes on the American flag! | |
| That ol' Betsy Ross . . . | |
| Well, I investigated all the books in the library | |
| Ninety percent of ' em gotta be burned away | |
| I investigated all the people that I knowed | |
| Ninetyeight percent of them gotta go | |
| The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me | |
| Now Eisenhower, he' s a Russian spy | |
| Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy | |
| To my knowledge there' s just one man | |
| That' s really a true American: George Lincoln Rockwell | |
| I know for a fact he hates Commies cus he picketed the movie Exodus | |
| Well, I fin' ly started thinkin' straight | |
| When I run outa things to investigate | |
| Couldn' t imagine doin' anything else | |
| So now I' m sittin' home investigatin' myself! | |
| Hope I don' t find out anything . . . hmm, great God! |
| Well, I was feelin' sad and feelin' blue | |
| I didn' t know what in the world I wus gonna do | |
| Them Communists they wus comin' around | |
| They wus in the air | |
| They wus on the ground | |
| They wouldn' t gimme no peace . . . | |
| So I run down most hurriedly | |
| And joined up with the John Birch Society | |
| I got me a secret membership card | |
| And started off awalkin' down the road | |
| Yeehoo, I' m a real John Bircher now! | |
| Look out you Commies! | |
| Now we all agree with Hitler' s views | |
| Although he killed six million Jews | |
| It don' t matter too much that he was a Fascist | |
| At least you can' t say he was a Communist! | |
| That' s to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria | |
| Well, I wus lookin' everywhere for them goldarned Reds | |
| I got up in the mornin' ' n' looked under my bed | |
| Looked in the sink, behind the door | |
| Looked in the glove compartment of my car | |
| Couldn' t find ' em . . . | |
| I wus lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere | |
| I wus lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair | |
| I looked way up my chimney hole | |
| I even looked deep down inside my toilet bowl | |
| They got away . . . | |
| Well, I wus sittin' home alone an' started to sweat | |
| Figured they wus in my T. V. set | |
| Peeked behind the picture frame | |
| Got a shock from my feet, hittin' right up in the brain | |
| Them Reds caused it! | |
| I know they did . . . them hardcore ones | |
| Well, I quit my job so I could work all alone | |
| Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes | |
| Followed some clues from my detective bag | |
| And discovered they wus red stripes on the American flag! | |
| That ol' Betsy Ross . . . | |
| Well, I investigated all the books in the library | |
| Ninety percent of ' em gotta be burned away | |
| I investigated all the people that I knowed | |
| Ninetyeight percent of them gotta go | |
| The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me | |
| Now Eisenhower, he' s a Russian spy | |
| Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy | |
| To my knowledge there' s just one man | |
| That' s really a true American: George Lincoln Rockwell | |
| I know for a fact he hates Commies cus he picketed the movie Exodus | |
| Well, I fin' ly started thinkin' straight | |
| When I run outa things to investigate | |
| Couldn' t imagine doin' anything else | |
| So now I' m sittin' home investigatin' myself! | |
| Hope I don' t find out anything . . . hmm, great God! |
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