B75 … Imaginary Reflections of John and Bob in conversation

Bob sings, ‘You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks’ and John remarks in song, ‘And you think you’re so clever and classless and free
But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see’

‘Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled
Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field
A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring
He said, “Son, this ain’t a dream no more, it’s the real thing”.’

Dylan said that and John said, ‘well, let me take you down, where nothing is real and nothing to get hung about’, and Bob sang out, ‘it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’ a hard, its a hard rains agonna fall’. They both left arm in arm humming off into eternity, ‘two riders were approaching and the wind began to howl’.

Lyrics from Masters of War by Bob Dylan, Working Class Hero by John Lennon, Senor(Tales of Yangee Power) by Bob Dylan, Strawberry Fields Forever by John Lennon, A Hard Rains a Gonna Fall by Bob Dylan, All Along the Watch Tower by Bob Dylan

a conspiracy busting down the doors
it’s the masked third world war
patrick wey

Images and Concept by patrickwey

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