元ネタ：ビュイック6型の想い出（原題From a Buick 6 Bob Dylan）
作：ヤジタリウス
You got this hazy hard problem, you know you'd heaped a lot
And every solution's manner, you know they'd heaped their thought
It's an ill prepared change that you always regard as rot
Well, when you know your own thing, who grows tired of thinking out upshot?
And every solution's manner, you know they'd heaped their thought
It's an ill prepared change that you always regard as rot
Well, when you know your own thing, who grows tired of thinking out upshot?
Well, when the principle gets a reason for what's lost in the ever cage
Rule is complicated always and hunch's never sage
You come up with your way ready to throw away any spot
Well, when you know another side, who grows tired of thinking out upshot?
Rule is complicated always and hunch's never sage
You come up with your way ready to throw away any spot
Well, when you know another side, who grows tired of thinking out upshot?
Well, they don't grant any consensus that will work too much
It works to and fro surely and it can't be with you as such
It's surely this side of rule voted for blot
Well, when you know your own exit, who grows tired of thinking out upshot?
It works to and fro surely and it can't be with you as such
It's surely this side of rule voted for blot
Well, when you know your own exit, who grows tired of thinking out upshot?
Well, who knows which leader's schemes should have remained in the end
You need a hope that's ready to erode any trend
It's not all it's cracked up to be and more, and that's all you said
Well, when you know your own kismet, who grows tired of thinking out upshot?
You need a hope that's ready to erode any trend
It's not all it's cracked up to be and more, and that's all you said
Well, when you know your own kismet, who grows tired of thinking out upshot?
