Well, I thoughtitwouldbe a perfectlylovelythingtodo a songparodyofsubterraneanhomesickBlues.
Yeah, andandmore.
Myheadwriterswrote a reallyfunnyparodyofit, andtheyhavesaidDylanstated, Nooneturncertainterms.
Youmaynotdothatneutronbombof a lawsuit, and I justdon't thinkthat's nice.
Howoldisthatsong?
He's gottenallthejuice.
He's gonnagetoutofthatoldstone.
Comeon, lettherestofushave a crackatit.
I haveoneBobDylanstory, whichis a bunchofyearsago.
I wenttomyBobDylanconcert, anditwasbeforetheshow, andmygoodfriendandguitarist, JimmyVivinosaid, YouwanttomeetBoband I said, Ah, I'm notreadytomeetBobAndhewent, Let's goand I gotshovedinto a roomandsuddenlypeoplepartedand I wasfacetofacewithBobDylan.
Anditwaswhenhehadthatlittlemoustache.
Sure.
A littlelike a villain.
Andhelookedatmeand I said, Oh, uh, hello, MrDillon.
Andhewent, I knowyoufromtheTV.
Andjustthen I waswhiskedoutoftheroomandthatwasmyonlycontactwithBobDylan.
I knowyoufromtheTV.
Hesaiditjustlikethat.
Thatsoundslikethebeginningof a prettygoodsong.
Actually, itshouldbeoneofhissongs.
Whatareyoudoingnow?
I justwanttogiveyou a tasteofwhatAmericawillneverhear.
Yeah.
Okay.
We'reallinthebasementwishingforsomemedicine.
I'm isolating.
Recommendedbythegovernment.
Themaninthecheapglovesgrubhubdayjobsayshegot a badcough.
Wantstoget a testswab.
Comeon.
I understandthatsongparodieslowestformofhumanentertainment, butthat's damnfine.
Listentotheendhere.
I don't want a virussales.
Youbetterpure l Thetrumpdon't workbecausethefoulshemakeshimgrouchy.
Comeon, Bob.
Soyou'reusingcouldheal a nation.
No, no.
You'd have a lotofyoungpeoplewhodidn't knowwhatyouweretalkingabout.
It's gottabe a cardi b songyou'vegot.
I wouldn't I'm onCBSConanIt's gottabedue a leap, Youknow, Yougottabringitup.
Youcan't besayingHey, kids, it's time I tookdownBobDylan.
That's why I'm nottakinghimdown.
I'm celebratingBobDylan.
Okay?
Yeah.
Whyyouyellingatme?
I knowyou're a longway.
I'm angry.
I'm angryatBobDylan.
I'm sorry.
You'vegot a guitaroveryourshoulderand I don't know, I just I'm notbeingfair.