Text: Bob Dylan. Infidels. Neighborhood Bully.
Well the neighborhood bully, he's just one man
His enemies say he's on their land
They got him outnumbered about a million to one
He got no place to escape to, no place to run
He's the neighborhood bully
Neighborhood bully, he just lives to survive
He's criticized and condemned for being alive
Not supposed to fight back and have thick skin
Supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in
He's the neighborhood bully
Neighborhood bully been driven out of every land
He's wandered the earth, an exiled man
Seen his family scattered, people hounded and torn
He's always on trial for just being born
He's the neighborhood bully
Well he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized
Old women condemned him, said, "He should apologize"
Then he destroyed a bomb factory, ain't nobody was glad
The bombs were meant for him, he was supposed to feel bad
He's the neighborhood bully
Well the chances are against it and the odds are slim
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
There's a noose at his neck and a gun at his back
And a license to kill him given out to every maniac
He's the neighborhood bully
But he got no allies to really speak of
But he gets, he must pay for, he don't get it out of love
He buys obsolete weapons and he won't be denied
But no one sends flesh and blood to fight by his side
He's the neighborhood bully
Well he's surrounded by pacifists who all want peace
They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must cease
Now they wouldn't hurt a fly, to hurt one they would weep
They lay and they wait for this bully to fall asleep
He's the neighborhood bully
Every empire that's enslaved him is gone
Egypt and Rome, even the great Babylon
He's made a garden of paradise in the desert sand
In bed with nobody, under no ones command
He's the neighborhood bully
Now his holiest books have been trampled upon
No contract he signed was worth what it was written on
He took the crumbs of the world and he turned it into wealth
Took sickness and disease and he turned it into health
He's the neighborhood bully
What's anybody indebted to him for?
Nothin', they say, he just likes to cause war
Pride and prejudice and superstition indeed
They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed
Neighborhood bully
What has he done to wear so many scars?
Does he change the course of rivers?
Does he pollute the moon and stars?
Neighborhood bully, standing on the hill
Running out the clock, time standing still, neighborhood bully
His enemies say he's on their land
They got him outnumbered about a million to one
He got no place to escape to, no place to run
He's the neighborhood bully
Neighborhood bully, he just lives to survive
He's criticized and condemned for being alive
Not supposed to fight back and have thick skin
Supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in
He's the neighborhood bully
Neighborhood bully been driven out of every land
He's wandered the earth, an exiled man
Seen his family scattered, people hounded and torn
He's always on trial for just being born
He's the neighborhood bully
Well he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized
Old women condemned him, said, "He should apologize"
Then he destroyed a bomb factory, ain't nobody was glad
The bombs were meant for him, he was supposed to feel bad
He's the neighborhood bully
Well the chances are against it and the odds are slim
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
There's a noose at his neck and a gun at his back
And a license to kill him given out to every maniac
He's the neighborhood bully
But he got no allies to really speak of
But he gets, he must pay for, he don't get it out of love
He buys obsolete weapons and he won't be denied
But no one sends flesh and blood to fight by his side
He's the neighborhood bully
Well he's surrounded by pacifists who all want peace
They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must cease
Now they wouldn't hurt a fly, to hurt one they would weep
They lay and they wait for this bully to fall asleep
He's the neighborhood bully
Every empire that's enslaved him is gone
Egypt and Rome, even the great Babylon
He's made a garden of paradise in the desert sand
In bed with nobody, under no ones command
He's the neighborhood bully
Now his holiest books have been trampled upon
No contract he signed was worth what it was written on
He took the crumbs of the world and he turned it into wealth
Took sickness and disease and he turned it into health
He's the neighborhood bully
What's anybody indebted to him for?
Nothin', they say, he just likes to cause war
Pride and prejudice and superstition indeed
They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed
Neighborhood bully
What has he done to wear so many scars?
Does he change the course of rivers?
Does he pollute the moon and stars?
Neighborhood bully, standing on the hill
Running out the clock, time standing still, neighborhood bully
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
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