Motorpsycho Nitemare Lyrics - Bob Dylan

I pounded on a farmhouse 

Lookin' for a place to stay. 

I was mighty, mighty tired, 

I had gone a long, long way. 

I said, "Hey, hey, in there, 

Is there anybody home?" 

I was standin' on the steps 

Feelin' most alone. 

Well, out comes a farmer, 

He must have thought that I was nuts. 

He immediately looked at me 

And stuck a gun into my guts. 

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I fell down 

To my bended knees, 

Saying, "I dig farmers, 

Don't shoot me, please!" 

He cocked his rifle 

And began to shout, 

"You're that travelin' salesman 

That I have heard about." 

I said, "No! No! No! 

I'm a doctor and it's true, 

I'm a clean-cut kid 

And I been to college, too." 

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Then in comes his daughter 

Whose name was Rita. 

She looked like she stepped out of 

La Dolce Vita. 

I immediately tried to cool it 

With her dad, 

And told him what a 

Nice, pretty farm he had. 

He said, "What do doctors 

Know about farms, pray tell?" 

I said, "I was born 

At the bottom of a wishing well." 

Well, by the dirt 'neath my nails 

I guess he knew I wouldn't lie. 

"I guess you're tired," 

He said, kinda sly. 

I said, "Yes, ten thousand miles 

Today I drove." 

He said, "I got a bed for you 

Underneath the stove. 

Just one condition 

And you go to sleep right now, 

That you don't touch my daughter 

And in the morning, milk the cow." 

I was sleepin' like a rat 

When I heard something jerkin'. 

There stood Rita 

Lookin' just like Tony Perkins. 

She said, "Would you like to take a shower? 

I'll show you up to the door." 

I said, "Oh, no! no! 

I've been through this before." 

I knew I had to split 

But I didn't know how, 

When she said, 

"Would you like to take that shower, now?" 

Well, I couldn't leave 

Unless the old man chased me out, 

'Cause I'd already promised 

That I'd milk his cows. 

I had to say something 

To strike him very weird, 

So I yelled out, 

"I like Fidel Castro and his beard." 

Rita looked offended 

But she got out of the way, 

As he came charging down the stairs 

Sayin', "What's that I heard you say?" 

I said, "I like Fidel Castro, 

I think you heard me right," 

And ducked as he swung 

At me with all his might. 

Rita mumbled something 

'Bout her mother on the hill, 

As his fist hit the icebox, 

He said he's going to kill me 

If I don't get out the door 

In two seconds flat, 

"You unpatriotic, 

Rotten doctor Commie rat." 

Well, he threw a Reader's Digest 

At my head and I did run, 

I did a somersault 

As I seen him get his gun 

And crashed through the window 

At a hundred miles an hour, 

And landed fully blast 

In his garden flowers. 

Rita said, "Come back!" 

As he started to load 

The sun was comin' up 

And I was runnin' down the road. 

Well, I don't figure I'll be back 

There for a spell, 

Even though Rita moved away 

And got a job in a motel. 

He still waits for me, 

Constant, on the sly. 

He wants to turn me in 

To the F.B.I. 

Me, I romp and stomp, 

Thankful as I romp, 

Without freedom of speech, 

I might be in the swamp.