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Bob Dylan - Clean Cut Kid lyrics
by Bob Dylan Everybody wants to know why he couldn't adjust Adjust to what, a dream that bust? He was a clean-cut kid But they made a killer out of him, That's what they did They said what's up is down, they said what isn't is They put ideas in his head he thought were his He was a clean-cut kid But they made a killer out of him, That's what they did He was on the baseball team, he was in the marching band When he was ten years old he had a watermelon stand He was a clean-cut kid But they made a killer out of him, That's what they did He went to church on Sunday, he was a Boy Scout For his friends he would turn his pockets inside out He was a clean-cut kid But they made a killer out of him, That's what they did They said, "Listen boy, you're just a pup" They sent him to a napalm health spa to shape up They gave him dope to smoke, drinks and pills, A jeep to drive, blood to spill They said "Congratulations, you got what it takes" They sent him back into the rat race without any brakes He was a clean-cut kid But they made a killer out of him, That's what they did He bought the American dream but it put him in debt The only game he could play was Russian roulette He drank Coca-Cola, he was eating Wonder Bread, Ate Burger Kings, he was well fed He went to Hollywood to see Peter O'Toole He stole a Rolls Royce and drove it in a swimming pool They took a clean-cut kid And they made a killer out of him, That's what they did He could've sold insurance, owned a restaurant or bar Could've been an accountant or a tennis star He was wearing boxing gloves, took a dive one day Off the Golden Gate Bridge into China Bay His mama walks the floor, his daddy weeps and moans They gotta sleep together in a home they don't own They took a clean-cut kid And they made a killer out of him, That's what they did Well, everybody's asking why he couldn't adjust All he ever wanted was somebody to trust They took his head and turned it inside out He never did know what it was all about He had a steady job, he joined the choir He never did plan to walk the high wire They took a clean-cut kid And they made a killer out of him, That's what they did |
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