[00:00.000] 作词 : B. Dylan
[00:01.000] 作曲 : B. Dylan
[00:14.990]You walk into the room
[00:17.800]With your pencil in your hand
[00:21.430]You see somebody naked
[00:24.120]And you say, "Who is that man ?"
[00:27.990]You try so hard
[00:29.740]But you don't understand
[00:33.990]Just what you'll say
[00:36.430]When you get home.
[00:40.500]Because something is happening here
[00:43.120]But you don't know what it is
[00:47.490]Do you, Mister Jones ?
[00:57.430]You raise up your head
[01:01.310]And you ask, "Is this where it is ?"
[01:04.60]And somebody points to you and says
[01:08.120]"It's his"
[01:10.560]And you says, "What's mine ?"
[01:12.870]And somebody else says, "Where what is ?"
[01:15.120]And you say, "Oh my God
[01:18.880]Am I here all alone ?"
[01:23.560]But something is happening here
[01:27.130]But you don't know what it is
[01:30.500]Do you, Mister Jones ?
[01:40.380]You hand in your ticket
[01:43.500]And you go watch the geek
[01:47.200]Who immediately walks up to you
[01:50.130]When he hears you speak
[01:53.500]And says, "How does it feel
[01:56.250]To be such a freak ?"
[01:59.440]And you say, "Impossible"
[02:01.320]As he hands you a bone.
[02:06.10]And something is happening here
[02:08.880]But you don't know what it is
[02:13.260]Do you, Mister Jones ?
[02:23.190]You have many contacts
[02:26.320]Among the lumberjacks
[02:29.570]To get you facts
[02:33.10]When someone attacks your imagination
[02:36.10]But nobody has any respect
[02:39.260]Anyway they already expect you
[02:41.510]To all give a check
[02:44.630]To tax-deductible charity organizations.
[02:55.140]You've been with the professors
[02:57.320]And they've all liked your looks
[03:01.580]With great lawyers you have
[03:05.320]Discussed lepers and crooks
[03:06.640]You've been through all of
[03:15.890]F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
[03:17.700]You're very well read
[03:18.260]It's well known.
[03:21.79]But something is happening here
[03:23.79]And you don't know what it is
[03:27.450]Do you, Mister Jones ?
[03:36.710]Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
[03:40.450]And then he kneels
[03:43.520]He crosses himself
[03:45.140]And then he clicks his high heels
[03:49.640]And without further notice
[03:51.579]He asks you how it feels
[03:55.200]And he says, "Here is your throat back
[03:58.210]Thanks for the loan".
[04:03.330]And you know something is happening
[04:05.460]But you don't know what it is
[04:09.330]Do you, Mister Jones ?
[04:18.459]Now you see this one-eyed midget
[04:22.270]Shouting the word "NOW"
[04:25.520]And you say, "For what reason ?"
[04:29.330]And he says, "How ?"
[04:32.830]And you say, "What does this mean ?"
[04:34.330]And he screams back, "You're a cow
[04:38.770]Give me some milk
[04:40.270]Or else go home".
[04:48.840]And you know something is happening
[04:50.30]But you don't know what it is
[04:51.460]Do you, Mister Jones ?
[05:00.30]Well, you walk into the room
[05:02.960]Like a camel and then you frown
[05:07.590]You put your eyes in your pocket
[05:09.900]And your nose on the ground
[05:14.210]There ought to be a law
[05:16.650]Against you comin' around
[05:20.90]You should be made
[05:21.840]To wear earphones.
[05:27.280]Does something is happening
[05:29.780]And you don't know what it is
[05:33.780]Do you, Mister Jones ?

作词 : B. Dylan
作曲 : B. Dylan
You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, "Who is that man ?"
You try so hard
But you don't understand
Just what you'll say
When you get home.
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?
You raise up your head
And you ask, "Is this where it is ?"
And somebody points to you and says
"It's his"
And you says, "What's mine ?"
And somebody else says, "Where what is ?"
And you say, "Oh my God
Am I here all alone ?"
But something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?
You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, "How does it feel
To be such a freak ?"
And you say, "Impossible"
As he hands you a bone.
And something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?
You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To all give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations.
You've been with the professors
And they've all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You've been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read
It's well known.
But something is happening here
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, "Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan".
And you know something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?
Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word "NOW"
And you say, "For what reason ?"
And he says, "How ?"
And you say, "What does this mean ?"
And he screams back, "You're a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home".
And you know something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?
Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin' around
You should be made
To wear earphones.
Does something is happening
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?