Bob Dylan - Tweedle Dee & Tweedle Dum

Bob Dylan
Love And Theft
Tweedle Dee And Tweedle Dum
Words and music by bob dylan 

Tweedle dum and tweedle dee 
They're throwin' knives into the tree 
Two big bags of dead man's bones 
Got their noses to the grind stone 
Livin' in the land of nod 
Trustin' their fate to the hands of god 
They pass by so silently 
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee 

Well, they're goin' to the country, they're goin' to retire 
They're takin' a streetcar named desire 
Lookin' at a window with a pecan pie 
Lot of things they'd like they would never buy 
Neither of them want to turn and run 
They're makin' a voyage to the sun 
"his master's voice is calling me" 
Said tweedle dum to tweedle dee 

Tweedle dee and tweedle dum 
I'll have more than some 
They walk among the stately trees 
They know the secrets of the police 
Tweedle dum said to tweedle dee, 
"your presence is obnoxious to me. 
Feel like baby sittin' on a woman's knee." 
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Tweedle dum and tweedle dee 

Well, the rain beat'n' down on a window pane 
I got love for you, and it's all in vain 
Brains in a pot, they're beginning to boil 
They're drippin' with garlic and olive oil 
Tweedle dee is on his hands and his knees 
Sayin', "throw me something, mister, please!" 
"what's good for you is good for me," 
Said tweedle dum to tweedle dee. 

Well, they're living in a happy harmony 
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee 
They're one day older and a dollar short 
They got a parade permit and a police escort 
They're lyin' low and they're makin' hay 
They seem determined to go all the way 
They run a brick 'n' tile company 
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee 

Well, a childish dream is a deathless need 
And a noble truth is a sacred creed 
My pretty baby, she's looking around 
She's wearin' a forty-thousand dollar gown 
Tweedle dee is a low down sorry old man 
Tweedle dum he'll stab you where you stand 
"i've had too much of your company," 
Said tweedle dum to tweedle dee.