Sandman and Discussion of Dylan Songs

Subject: RE: WIGGLE WIGGLE (Dylan)
From: GUEST,Jerry
Date: 09 Jan 21 - 01:17 PM

My least favourite is All the Tired Horses, from Self Portrait, the entire lyrics are:
All the tired horses in the sun,
How am I supposed to get any riding done?

Bear in mind though that he did mention in the sleeve notes to an earlier album, that some of his recordings are not songs but simply exercises in tonal breath control.

Subject: RE: WIGGLE WIGGLE (Dylan)
From: Jeri
Date: 09 Jan 21 - 12:10 PM

Are you OK, Dick?
Just need some attention?
That's usually why trolls troll. I hope someone acknowledges your awesome songwriting skills, so you don't have to expend so much effort dissing other people.

Subject: RE: WIGGLE WIGGLE (Dylan)
From: The Sandman
Date: 09 Jan 21 - 08:16 AM

anything wrong with talking about his worst songs, we have discussed some of his best. it puts in to perspective his songwriting someopne who can write masters of war, but can write drivel like wiggle wiggle, maybe he wrote it as a joke

Subject: RE: WIGGLE WIGGLE (Dylan)
From: David C. Carter
Date: 09 Jan 21 - 03:58 AM

Here we go again.

Subject: ADD Ballad in Plain D
From: The Sandman
Date: 09 Jan 21 - 02:40 AM

Ballad in Plain D
Bob Dylan

I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze
With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn
I courted her proudly but now she is gone
Gone as the season she's taken
In a young summer's youth, I stole her away
From her mother and sister, though close did they stay
Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day
With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us
Of the two sisters, I loved the young
With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one
The constant scrapegoat, she was easily undone
By the jealousy of others around her
For her parasite sister, I had no respect
Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect
Countless visions of the other she'd reflect
As a crutch for her scenes and her society
Myself, for what I did, I cannot be excused
The changes I was going through can't even be used
For the lies that I told her in hopes not to lose
The could-be dream-lover of my lifetime
With unseen consciousness, I possessed in my grip
A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped
Noticing not that I'd already slipped
To the sin of love's false security
From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace
Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies
'Till the tombstones of damage read me no questions but, "Please
What's wrong and what's exactly the matter?"
And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen
The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream
At the peak of the night, the king and the queen
Tumbled all down into pieces
"The tragic figure!" her sister did shout
"Leave her alone, god damn you, get out!"
And I in my armor, turning about
And nailing her in the ruins of her pettiness
Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound
Her sister and I in a screaming battleground
And she in between, the victim of sound
Soon shattered as a child to the shadows
All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight
I gagged in contradiction, tears blinding my sight
My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night
Leaving all of love's ashes behind me
The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet
The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet
I think of her often and hope whoever she's met
Will be fully aware of how precious she is
Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me
"How good, how good does it feel to be free?"
And I answer them most mysteriously
"Are birds free from the chains of the skyway?"

Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Ballad in Plain D

These must be two of the poorest songs that Dylan has written, Ithink Wiggle might be the poorest, but anyone know any other Dylan songs that are poorly wriiten

Subject: ADD: Wiggle Wiggle (Bob Dylan)
From: The Sandman
Date: 09 Jan 21 - 02:36 AM

Wiggle Wiggle
Bob Dylan
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a gypsy queen,
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle all dressed in green,
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle 'til the moon is blue,
Wiggle 'til the moon sees you.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle in your boots and shoes,
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, you got nothing to lose,
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, like a swarm of bees,
Wiggle on your hands and knees.
Wiggle to the front, wiggle to the rear,
Wiggle 'til you wiggle right out of here,
Wiggle 'til it opens, wiggle 'til it shuts,
Wiggle 'til it bites, wiggle 'til it cuts.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup,
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a rolling hoop,
Is this Bob Dylans worst song
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a ton of lead,
Wiggle - you can raise the dead.
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,
Wiggle 'til you vomit fire,
Wiggle 'til it whispers, wiggle 'til it hums,
Wiggle 'til it answers, wiggle 'til it comes.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like satin and silk,
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like pail of milk,
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, rattle and shake,
Wiggle like a big fat snake.

Songwriters: Bob Dylan / Dylan Bob