Ballad of a Thin Man - Live at Nippon Budokan Hall, Tokyo, Japan - February/March 1978

You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand
 You see somebody naked and you say, "Who is that man?"
 You try so hard but you don't understand
 Just what you're gonna say when you get home
 Something is happening but you don't know what it is
 Do you, Mr. Jones?
 You sneak into the window and you say, "Is this where it is?"
 Somebody points his finger at you and says, "It's his"
 And you say, "What's mine?", someone else says, "What is?"
 You say, "Oh my God, am I here all alone?"
 Something is happening but you don't know what it is
 Do you, Mr. Jones?
 You hand in your ticket to go see the geek
 Who wokes up too when he hears you speak
 And says, "How does it feel to be such a freak?"
 And you say, "Impossible" as he hands you a bone
 Something is happening, you don't know what it is
 Do you, Mr. Jones?
 You have many contacts out there among the lumberjacks
 To get you facts when someone attacks your imagination (imagination)
 But nobody has any respect, anyway they just expect
 You to hand up a your check to tax-deductible charity organizations
 The sword swallower walks up and then he kneels
 He crosses himself and then he clicks his high heels
 And without further notice asks you how it feels
 And says, "Here's your throat back, thanks for the loan"
 Something is happening, you don't know what it is
 Do you, Mr. Jones?
 You crawn into the room like a camel and you frown
 You put your eyes in your pocket and you put your nose into the ground
 There ought to be a law against you comin' around
 You got to be made to be wearing a telephone
 Something is happening and you don't know what it is
 Do you, Mr. Jones?
 Something is happening here but you don't know what it is
 Do you, Mr. Jones?