Bob Dylan, Please Sit Down

May 26, 2006

Talvin continues to amaze us. This evening he picked up the guitar and wrote a song. After listening to some Bob Dylan, he penned the following lyrics, to be sung along as "The Times They Are a-Changin'" He hopes you enjoy.


Talvin Needs a-Changin'

Come gather 'round parents
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
In my diapers have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your clothes to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better stop me from swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For Talvin needs a-changin'.

Come writers and professors
Who prophesize with your pen
And put your computers down
The poop may come again
And don't speak too soon
For the stomach's still in spin
And there's no tellin' what
That it's namin'.
For the clean diaper now
Will be later stain’in
For Talvin needs a-changin'.

Come aunts, uncles
Please heed the call
Don't talk to your friend
Don't go to the mall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle inside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For Talvin needs a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your son’s bowel movements
Are beyond your command
Your old diaper is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out a new one
And please lend your hand
For Talvin needs a-changin'.

The line it is drawn
The wipee it is cast
The breast-milk now
Will later be gas
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For Talvin needs a-changin'


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