Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window (Take 1, Alternate Take|Short Version) - Bob Dylan

Written by：Bob Dylan

He sits in your room

His tomb with a fist full of tacks

Preoccupied with his vengeance

Cursing the dead that can't answer him back

I'm no that he has no intentions

Of looking your way unless it's to say

He needs you to test his inventions

I can out your window

Arms and legs it won't ruin you

Don't say that he will haunt you

You can go back any time you want to

He looks so truthful

Is this how he feels

When he trying to peel the moon and expose it

With his business like anger and his bloodhounds that kneel

If he needs a third eye he just grows it

He just needs you to talk

Or to take of his chalk

Or remember who a he throws it

Can crawl out your window

Come arms and legs it won't ruin you

Don't say that he will haunt you

You can go back to him any time you want to

Why does he look so righteous

While your face look so changed

You must be of frightened of the box

You are you keep him

While his genocide fools and his friends rearrange

Their religion of the little ten women

That backs up their views but your face is so bruised

Come on out the dark is beginning

Can crawl out your window

Come arms don't say it won't ruin you

Can you say that he will haunt you

You can go back to him any time you want to