Positively Fourth Street Bob Dylan You got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend When I was down you just stood there grinning You gotta a lotta a nerve to say you gotta helping hand to lend You just want to be on the side that’s winning You say I let you down you know it’s not like that If you’re so hurt why then don’t you show it You say you lost your faith but that’s not where it’s at You had no faith to lose and you know it I know the reason that you take behind my back I used to be among the crowd you’re in with Do you take me for such a fool to think I’d make contact With the one who tries to hide what he don’t know to begin with You see me on the street you always act surprised You say, How are you? Good luck but you don’t mean it When you know as well as me you’d rather see me paralyzed Why don’t you just come out once and scream it No, I do not feel that good when I see the heartbreaks you embrace If I was a master thief perhaps I’d rob them And now I know you’re dissatisfied with your position and your place Don’t you understand it’s not my problem   alles-uke.de