Well, I guess I'm through stewing
How 'bout lets roll the rock away?
My bedclothes have gone all funky
I've got to get out of this cave
Well the times they are a-changin'
Look at all the idlers
Soon there will be no one to shear the sheep
And I am cold natured
Suddenly everything's different and
Everyone's on edge
I just wanted to bring folks together
But it seems that I am the biggest wedge