Subterranean homesick blues revisited

I see Bob Dylan’s old protest song is doing the rounds on YouTube again, but what would he have written had he lived in modern day UK? Here’s my adaptation. The usual apology in advance to Bob Dylan.

Johnny’s in the basement
Playing with his station
I’m on the pavement
Blogging ’bout government
The girl in the hi-viz
Hand out for new biz
Says she’s begging for the poor
Wants to get them paid off
Look out kid
It’s somethin’ you did
God knows when
But you’re doin’ it again
You better duck down the alley way
Tweetin’ for some new friends
Barista in the black shirt
Thinks they hit pay dirt
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten.

Bob comes round the door
Says he’ll sleep down on the floor
Talkin’ ’bout David Icke’s
Lizards on a dirty bike
Phone’s tapped anyway
Bob raps many say
All will crash by early May
Built into our DNA
Look out kid
Don’t matter what you did
Walk on tip toes
Don’t try, ‘low dose’
Better stay away from those
Carry round a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don’t need no climate change
To know which way the wind blows.

Get sick, get fine
Tell truth, do time
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin’ to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, try, rail
Hit nail, get stale, go Galt, if you fail
Look out kid
You’re gonna get hit
By users, low bums
Six-time losers
Hanging round the forums
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin’ for the next tool
Don’t follow leaders
Watch those parkin’ meters.

Ah get born, watch porn
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, Confess
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy trash
Don’t steal, be flash
Twenty years of schoolin’
And your world is full of ash
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don’t wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don’t wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The power’s too high
‘Cause the cheaters rigged your meters.

Feel free to copy / plagiarise / whatever. If there’s anyone still out there…………

2 thoughts on “Subterranean homesick blues revisited”

  1. Bit of a bodge here and there. Syllable count is slightly off, and I dropped a line in the first verse. Not perfect by a long chalk, but not bad for an hours messing around when I got bored.

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