
Jokerman (Live in Indianapolis) Vampire Weekend
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[Spoken]
Someone was holding up a sign that said—what did it say, "eight minute 'Oxford Comma’"? I'm sorry, that—that was relati— Next time. We got you next time, we'll bring that eight-minute "Oxford Comma." Um, we’d like to do a cover for you guys, if you don't mind. And this song is very special to us, because—uh, not only is it a song by the great Bob Dylan, it uh, it went on to inspire one of the greatest fonts of all time. It's called "Jokerman."
[Verse 1]
Standing on the waters casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into thе mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists whilе a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with truth so far off, what good will it do?
[Chorus]
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
[Verse 2]
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead from the persecutor within
[Chorus]
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Someone was holding up a sign that said—what did it say, "eight minute 'Oxford Comma’"? I'm sorry, that—that was relati— Next time. We got you next time, we'll bring that eight-minute "Oxford Comma." Um, we’d like to do a cover for you guys, if you don't mind. And this song is very special to us, because—uh, not only is it a song by the great Bob Dylan, it uh, it went on to inspire one of the greatest fonts of all time. It's called "Jokerman."
[Verse 1]
Standing on the waters casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into thе mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists whilе a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with truth so far off, what good will it do?
[Chorus]
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
[Verse 2]
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead from the persecutor within
[Chorus]
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
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