Words & music by Paul Simon 1965
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I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell Taylored.
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I been John O'Hara'd, McNamara'd.
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I been Rolling Stoned and Beatled till I'm blind.
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I been Ayn Randed, nearly branded
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Communist, 'cause I'm left-handed.
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That's the hand I use, well, never mind!
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I been Phil Spectored, resurrected.
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I been Lou Adlered, Barry Sadlered.
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Well, I paid all the dues I want to pay.
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And I learned the truth from Lenny Bruce,
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And all my wealth won't buy me health,
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So I smoke a pint of tea a day.
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I knew a man, his brain so small,
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He couldn't think of nothin' at all.
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He's not the same as you and me.
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He doesn't dig poetry. He's so unhip that
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When you say Dylan, he thinks you're talkin' about Dylan Thomas,
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Whoever he was.
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The man ain't got no culture,
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But its alright, ma,
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Everybody must get stoned.
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I been Mick Jaggered, been silver daggered.
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Andy Warhol, won't you please come home?
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I been mothered, fathered, aunt and uncled,
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Been Roy Halee'd and Art Garfunkel'd.
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I just discovered somebody's tapped my phone.
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