[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:00.202] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
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[00:12.892]Today, and tomorrow, and yesterday, too
[00:18.665]The flowers are dyin' like all things do
[00:23.968]Follow me close, I'm going to Bally-na-Lee
[00:30.237]I'll lose my mind if you don't come with me
[00:35.880]I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
[00:41.679]I contain multitudes
[00:47.034]Got a tell-tale heart like Mr. Poe
[00:52.859]Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
[00:59.416]I'll drink to the truth and the things we said
[01:05.241]I'll drink to the man that shares your bed
[01:11.067]I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
[01:17.049]I contain multitudes
[01:22.404]A red Cadillac and a black mustache
[01:29.143]Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
[01:34.707]Tell me, what's next? What shall we do?
[01:40.507]Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
[01:45.600]I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
[01:51.896]I contain multitudes
[01:57.486]I'm just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
[02:02.789]And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones
[02:08.562]I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
[02:14.231]I go right where all things lost are made good again
[02:20.369]I sing the songs of experience like William Blake
[02:26.874]I have no apologies to make
[02:32.333]Everything's flowing all at the same time
[02:39.047]I live on a boulevard of crime
[02:43.932]I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods
[02:50.201]I contain multitudes
[02:56.836]Pink pedal-pushers, red blue jeans
[03:02.688]All the pretty maids, and all the old queens
[03:07.808]All the old queens from all my past lives
[03:14.025]I carry four pistols and two large knives
[03:19.040]I'm a man of contradictions, I'm a man of many moods
[03:25.728]I contain multitudes
[03:32.206]You greedy old wolf, I'll show you my heart
[03:36.229]But not all of it, only the hateful part
[03:42.577]I'll sell you down the river, I'll put a price on your head
[03:47.906]What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed
[03:54.750]Get lost, madame, get up off my knee
[04:00.549]Keep your mouth away from me
[04:05.669]I'll keep the path open, the path in my mind
[04:11.520]I'll see to it that there's no love left behind
[04:17.267]I'll play Beethoven's sonatas, and Chopin's preludes
[04:23.693]I contain multitudes
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