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    BOB DYLAN - MY BACK PAGES

    Crimson flames tied through my ears
    Rollin' high and mighty traps
    Pounced with fire on flaming roads
    Using ideas as my maps
    We'll meet on edges soon said I
    Proud 'neath heated brow
    Ahh, but I was so much older then
    I'm younger than that, now

    Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
    Rip down all hate, I screamed
    Lies that life is black and white
    Spoke from my skull, I dreamed
    Romantic facts of musketeers
    Foundationed deep somehow
    Ahh, but I was so much older then
    I'm younger than that now

    Girls' faces formed the forward path
    From phony jealousy
    To memorizing politics
    Of ancient history
    Flung down by corpse evangelists
    Unthought of, though somehow
    Ahh, but I was so much older then
    I'm younger than that now

    A self-ordained professor's tongue
    Too serious to fool
    Spouted out that liberty
    Is just equality in school
    Equality, I spoke the word
    As if a wedding vow
    Ahh, but I was so much older then
    I'm younger than that now

    In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
    At the mongrel dogs who teach
    Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
    In the instant that I preach
    My existence led by confusion boats
    Mutiny from stern to bow
    Ahh, but I was so much older then
    I'm younger than that now

    Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
    Too noble to neglect
    Deceived me into thinking
    I had something to protect
    Good and bad, I define these terms
    Quite clear, no doubt somehow
    Ahh, but I was so much older then
    I'm younger than that now

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