Bob Dylan - Neighborhood bully

Well, the ^Dneighborhood ^Abully, he's just one ^Eman, His ^Denemies ^Asay he's on their ^Eland. They ^Ggot him out^Dnumbered about a million to ^Aone, He got ^Ano place to e^Escape to, ^Gno place to ^Drun. He's the neighborhood ^Abully. ^{D A D A D A}

The n^Deighborhood b^Aully just lives to su^Ervive, He's cri^Dticized and co^Andemned for being ^Ealive. He's not su^Gpposed to fight ^Dback, he's supposed to have ^Athick skin, He's supp^Aosed to lay down^E and die w^Ghen his door is kicke^Dd in. He's the neighborhood ^Abully. ^{D A D A D A}

The neighb^Dorhood bully ^Abeen driven out of ev^Eery land, He's wand^Dered the ea^Arth an exiled m^Ean. Seen his ^Gfamily scatt^Dered, his people hounded and^A torn, He's al^Aways on tr^Eial for ju^Gst being b^Dorn. He's the neighborhood ^Abully. ^{D A D A D A}

Well, he k^Dnocked out a ^Alynch mob, he was cri^Eticized, Old ^Dwomen condemned^A him, said he should a^Epologize. Then ^Ghe destroyed a b^Domb factory, nobody was g^Alad. The bom^Abs were meant^E for him. ^GHe was supposed to fee^Dl bad. He's the neighborhood ^Abully. ^{D A D A D A}

Well, the ch^Dances are aga^Ainst it and the odds ^Eare slim That^D he'll live by the ^Arules that the world makes f^Eor him, 'Caus^Ge there's a noose ^Dat his neck and a gun at his^A back And a l^Aicense to kil^El him is g^Given out to every ^Dmaniac. He's the neighborhood ^Abully. ^{D A D A D A}

He got no ^Dallies t^Ao really speak ^Eof. What he ge^Dts he must pay for, h^Ae don't get it out of ^Elove. He bu^Gys obsolete^D weapons and he won't be den^Aied But no ^Aone sends fle^Esh and blo^God to fight by his ^Dside. He's the neighborhood ^Abully. ^{D A D A D A}

Well, he's su^Drrounded by p^Aacifists who all want^E peace, They pra^Dy for it nightl^Ay that the bloodshed must ^Ecease. Now, ^Gthey wouldn't hurt a^D fly. To hurt one they would^A weep. They la^Ay and they wa^Eit for thi^Gs bully to fall ^Dasleep. He's the neighborhood ^Abully. ^{D A D A D A}

Every empi^Dre that's^A enslaved him is g^Eone, Egyp^Dt and Rome,^A even the great Ba^Ebylon. He's ^Gmade a gard^Den of paradise in the desert^A sand, In b^Aed with nob^Eody, under^G no one's co^Dmmand. He's the neighborhood ^Abully. ^{D A D A D A}

Now his ho^Dliest books h^Aave been trampled up^Eon, No contract ^Dhe signed was wor^Ath what it was wri^Etten on. He to^Gok the crumbs of the ^Dworld and he turned it into ^Awealth, Took si^Ackness and di^Esease and ^Ghe turned it into ^Dhealth. He's the neighborhood ^Abully. ^{D A D A D A}

What's any^Dbody indeb^Ated to him f^Eor? Noth^Din', they say. H^Ae just likes to ca^Euse war. Pride^G and prejud^Dice and superstition in^Adeed, They wa^Ait for this b^Eully like a d^Gog waits to ^Dfeed. He's the neighborhood ^Abully. ^{D A D A D A}

What has h^De done to ^Awear so many s^Ecars? Does he change the ^Dcourse of rivers? D^Aoes he pollute the moon and s^Etars? Neigh^Gborhood bul^Dly, standing on the ^Ahill, Running^A out the c^Elock, time^G standing st^Dill, Neighborhood b^Aully. ^{D A D A D A}