Syd Barret - Bob Dylan Blues lyrics

got the bob dylan blues And the bob dylan shoes And my clothes and my hair's in a mess But you know i just couldnt care less Gonna write me a song 'bout what's right and what's wrong Got god in my gut and all that Quiet while i make like a cat Cause i'm a poet, dont'cha know it And the wind you can blow it Cause i'm mister dylan the king And i'm free as a bird on the wing Roam from town to town, get to get people down But i don't care too much about that Cause my gut and my wallet are fat Make a whole lot of dough but i deserve it though I got soul and a good heart of gold So i'll sing about war and the cold Cause i'm a poet, dont'cha know it And the wind you can blow it Cause i'm mister dylan the king And i'm free as a bird on the wing Well i sings about dreams and i rhymes it with seams Cause it seems that my dream always means That i can prophesy all kinds of things But i don't give a damn about that!