Wretched rhymes poured from my pen
A scribbling scrawl unbid
When I'm in a Buddhist mood
I think it's something that I did
In some past life in some last stand
In this vast folderol
Thinking back I have to say
I really fooled them all

Without me would there have been
A youth revolt at all
Without me would there have been
And Mary, Peter, Paul
I wrote the words I set the tune
Primed civilization's fall
Thinking back I have to say
I really fooled them all

Money flowed and praises glowed
Lyric genius that I am
Although most could only boast
The quality of Spam
Smoking weed you though my screed
Made some sense I recall
Thinking back I have to say
I really fooled you all

With peace in hand I formed a band
A merry minstrelsy
And wrote of love and what's above
And broken memory
Mostly lame more money came
They play me at the Mall
Thinking back I have to say
I really fooled you all

The times have changed and changed
And changed to back where we began
So what then has it all meant
To a Dylan fan
There must be something deep profound
Back of my cash haul
Thinking back I have to say
I really fooled you all

I've seen the books and searched the nooks
Probed my life for facts
What's next jazz some raz-ma-tazz
Maybe learn the sax
Leave the rhyme to Steve Sondheim
Like Fidel did to Raul
Thinking back I have to say
I really fooled us all