A Woolhall Original
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WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

All through the summers and into January

I’ve been visiting morgues and monasteries

Looking for the necessary body parts

Limbs and livers and brains and hearts



I want to bring someone to life - is what I want to do

I want to create my own version of you



It must be the winter of my discontent

I wish you’d taken me with you wherever you went

They talk all night - they talk all day

Not for a second do I believe what they say



I want to bring someone to life - someone I’ve never seen

You know what I mean - you know exactly what I mean



I’ll take Scarface Pacino and the Godfather Brando

Mix ‘em up in a tank and get a robot commando

If I do it upright and put the head on straight

I’ll be saved by the creature that I create

I get blood from a cactus - make gunpowder from ice

I don’t gamble with cards and I don’t shoot no dice

Can you look in my face with your sightless eye

Can you cross your heart and hope to die



I’ll bring someone to life - someone for real

Someone who feels the way that I feel



I study Sanskrit and Arabic to improve my mind

I want to do things for the benefit of all mankind

I say to the willow tree - don’t weep for me

I’m saying the hell with all things that used to be

I get into trouble and I hit the wall

No place to turn - no place at all

I pick a number between one and two

And I ask myself what would Julius Caesar do



I’ll bring someone to life - in more ways than one

Don’t matter how long it takes - it’ll be done when it’s done



I’m gonna make you play the piano like Leon Russell

Like Liberace - like St. John the Apostle

Play every number that I can play

I’ll see you baby on Judgement Day

After midnight if you still want to meet

I’ll be at the Black Horse Tavern on Armageddon Street

Two doors down not that far to walk

I’ll hear your footsteps - you won’t have to knock



I’ll bring someone to life - balance the scales

I’m not gonna get involved in any insignificant details



You can bring it to St. Peter - you can bring it to Jerome

You can move it on over - bring it all the way home

Bring it to the corner where the children play

You can bring it to me on a silver tray



I’ll bring someone to life - spare no expense

Do it with decency and common sense



Can you tell me what it means to be or not to be

You won’t get away with fooling me

Can you help me walk that moonlight mile

Can you give me the blessings of your smile



I want to bring someone to life - use all my powers

Do it in the dark in the wee small hours



I can see the history of the whole human race

It’s all right there - its carved into your face

Should I break it all down - should I fall on my knees

Is there light at the end of the tunnel - can you tell me please

Stand over there by the Cypress tree

Where the Trojan women and children were sold into slavery

Long ago before the First Crusade

Way back before England or America were made

Step right into the burning hell

Where some of the best known enemies of mankind dwell

Mister Freud with his dreams and Mister Marx with his axe

See the raw hide lash rip the skin off their backs

You got the right spirit - you can feel it you can hear it

You got what they call the immortal spirit

You can feel it all night you can feel it in the morn

Creeps into your body the day you are born

One strike of lightning is all that I need

And a blast of ‘lectricity that runs at top speed

Show me your ribs - I’ll stick in the knife

I’m gonna jump start my creation to life



I want to bring someone to life - turn back the years

Do it with laughter - do it with tears
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