Bob Dylan - My Own Version of You lyrics

All through the summers, into January
I've been visiting morgues and monasteries
Looking for the necessary body parts
Limbs and livers and brains and hearts
I'll bring someone to life
Is what I wanna do
I wanna create my own version of you

Well, it must be the winter of my discontent
I wish you'd've taken me with
You wherever you went
They talk all night and they talk all day
Not for a minute do I
Believe anything they say
I'm gon' bring someone to life
Someone I've never seen
You know what I mean
You know exactly what I mean

I'll take the Scarface Pacino
And The Godfather Brando


Mix it up in a tank and get a robot commando
If I do it up right and put
The head on straight
I'll be saved by the creature that I create
I'll get blood from a cactus
Gunpowder from ice
I don't gamble with cards and
I don't shoot no dice
Can you look at my face
With your sightless eyes?
Can you cross your heart and hope to die?
I'll bring someone to life, someone for real
Someone who feels the way that I feel

I study Sanskrit and Arabic
To improve my mind i wanna do things for the
Benefit of all mankind
I say to the willow tree, "Don't weep for me"
I'm saying to hell to all things
That I used to be
Well, I get into trouble, then I hit the wall
No place to turn, no place at all
I'll pick a number between a-one and two
And I ask myself
"What would Julius Caesar do?"
I will bring someone to life
In more ways than one
Don't matter how long it takes
It'll be done when it's done

I'm gonna make you play the
Piano like Leon Russell
Like Liberace, like St john the Apostle
I'll play every number that I can play
I'll see you maybe on Judgment Day
After midnight, if you still wanna meet
I'll be at the Black Horse
Tavern on Armageddon Street
Two doors down, not that far to walk
I'll hear your footsteps
You won't have to knock
I'll bring someone to life
Balance the scales
I'm not gonna get involved
Any insignificant details

You can bring it to St peter
You can bring it to Jerome
You can bring it all the way over
Bring it all the way home
Bring it to the corner
Where the children play
You can bring it to me on a silver tray
I'll bring someone to life, spare no expense
Do it with decency and common sense

Can you tell me what it means
To be or not to be?
You won't get away with fooling me
Can you help me walk that moonlight mile?
Can you give me the blessings of your smile?
I'll bring someone to life
Use all of my powers
Do it in the dark, in the wee, small hours

I can see the history of the whole human race
It's all right there
It's carved into your face
Should I break it all down? Should
I fall on my knees?
Is there light at the end of
The tunnel, can you tell me, please,?
Stand over there by the cypress tree
Where the Trojan women and children
Were sold into slavery
Long before the first Crusade
Way back before England or America were made
Step right into the burning hell
Where some of the best-known
Enemies of mankind dwell
Mr freud with his dreams, Mr marx with his ax
See the raw hide lash rip
The skin from their backs
Got the right spirit, you can feel it
You can hear it
You've got what they call the immortal spirit
You can feel it all night
You can feel it in the morn'
It creeps in your body the day you were born
One strike of lightning is all that I need
And a blast of electricity that
Runs at top speed
Show me your ribs, I'll stick in the knife
Gonna jumpstart my creation to life
I wanna bring someone to life
Turn back the years
Do it with laughter and do it with tears