[Verse] I wrote Mr. Tambourine Man, that little man aint nothing but a thief But I dont care at all I was destined to be poor I was destined to stay in this city New Orleans in the morning after Mardi Gras Is like the sweetest hangover you ever saw All the buildings sag, beads hang from the trees In the pink sky dawn I stumbled to Lafittes In the corner of the bar with a notepad and a pen A little hair of the dog, I wrote Mr. Tambourine Man [Chorus] When the apocalypse is over, I hope you like your job Aint it a shame nobody sets anybody free anymore [Verse] I hate a song where the singer is mad at their ex Cause they said theyd always love em now theyve gone up and left And they complain and they whine, and they want em to come back home I say, out of seven billion people, let the ones who dont love you go [Chorus] When the apocalypse is over, I hope you like your job Aint it a shame nobody sets anybody free anymore [Bridge] Oh, oh, oh, hmm Oh, oh, oh, hmm Oh, oh, oh, ya [Verse] Never trust a musician who plays with their eyes open All the good stuff happens when theyre closed You gotta give yourself the shivers before you can give em to someone else So I wrote Mr. Tambourine Man and I left it in the dust The perfect song is the song that you only got to play once I dont wanna be no dinosaur blaming the asteroid for my strife I mightve been born yesterday, but Ive been up all night [Chorus] When the apocalypse is over, I hope you like your job Aint it a shame nobody sets anybody free anymore [Closing] Aint it a shame Oh, aint it a shame, shame, shame Aint it a shame nobody sets anybody free anymore
shame, apocalypse, tambourine, anybody, mr