You Don't Really Want to Know (Ode on Dylan)

Destiny arrived last Friday
On the Fed Ex truck
Just when you'd decided that
You'd run clean out of luck
Now it's time to play your cards
And see just where they'll go
But your hands won't turn them over
'Cause you don't really want to know

You stand in line for hours
To try on Cinderella's shoe
You weren't even at the ball
But, hey, you've got nothing to lose
'Cause that prince he's quite a catch
With his good looks and fancy clothes
But whatever lies beneath that mask
You don't really want to know

Georgia Sam got deep-sixed
By his mean old angry cow
His farming days are over
But he's got no worries now
You wonder if he's happy
Wherever he did go
And if you'd like to join him
But you don't really want to know

They got rockets overseas
But they ain't pointing at the moon
There's crazy up in North Korea, yeah
But we got crazy too
And you can ask your weatherman how long
Before the poison wind does blow
But he might have an answer
That you don't really want to know

Cayce and Nostradamus claimed
That they could look ahead
Some things they saw came true
Well, some things ain't happened yet
Still your package sits unopened
While your curiosity grows
But that box might be Pandora's
And you don't really want to know



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Writer(s): Michael C. Kelley
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