VINTAGE (CXXXI)
 
Bob Dylan - "Visions of Johanna"
 

(...) Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial 

Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while 

But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues 

You can tell by the way she smiles 

See the primitive wallflower freeze 

When the jelly-faced women all sneeze 

Hear the one with the mustache say, 

"Jeeze I can't find my knees" 

Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule 

But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel (...)