World's coolest man
Synagogue gunslinger
High priest of the profane
Or merely a singer?
You took our worn-out words
Jangling beatnik long-hair
Gave the old songs a new run
Filled them with air
Playful, grandiloquent
Parading goodness and sin
Strutting, indifferent
Folk Judas – you plugged in
Holy cowpoke jester
Yeh, it was good what you done
But you ain't no Messiah
They're just songs. You just strum
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