Talkin' Fish Blues
Bob Dylan Lyrics


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Well, I was feelin' sad and feelin' blue
I didn't know what in the world I was gonna do
Them Communists they was comin' around
They was in the air
They was on the ground
They wouldn't gimme no peace

So I run down most hurriedly
And joined up with the John Birch Society
I got me a secret membership card
And started off a-walkin' down the road
Yee-hoo, I'm a real John Bircher now
Look out you Commies

Now we all agree with Hitlers' views
Although he killed six million Jews
It don't matter too much that he was a Fascist
At least you can't say he was a Communist
That's to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria

Well, I was lookin' everywhere for them gol-darned Reds
I got up in the mornin' 'n' looked under my bed
Looked in the sink, behind the door
Looked in the glove compartment of my car
Couldn't find 'em

I was lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere
I was lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair
I looked way up my chimney hole
I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl
They got away

Well, I was sittin' home alone an' started to sweat
Figured they was in my T.V. set
Peeked behind the picture frame
Got a shock from my feet, hittin' right up in the brain
Them Reds caused it
I know they did, them hard-core ones

Well, I quit my job so I could work alone
Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes
Followed some clues from my detective bag
And discovered they was red stripes on the American flag
That ol' Betty Ross

Well, I investigated all the books in the library
Ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away
I investigated all the people that I knowed
Ninety-eight percent of them gotta go
The other two percent are fellow Birchers, just like me

Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy
Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy
To my knowledge there's just one man
That's really a true American, George Lincoln Rockwell
I know for a fact he hates Commies 'cause he picketed the movie Exodus

Well, I fin'ly started thinkin' straight
When I run outta things to investigate
Couldn't imagine doin' anything else




So now I'm sittin' home investigatin' myself
Hope I don't find out anything, hm, great God

Overall Meaning

Bob Dylan's "Talking John Birch Paranoid Blues" is a satirical take on the fear-mongering tactics employed by the John Birch Society in the 1960s. The song portrays a narrator who is paranoid about the presence of Communists everywhere and decides to join the John Birch Society to combat the supposed Communist threat. However, his attempts to find Communists prove futile and absurd, leading him to investigate even himself in a comedic twist.


The song's lyrics highlight the absurdity of the John Birch Society's beliefs and their tendency to see Communist conspiracies even in mundane objects. The line "I investigated all the books in the library, ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away" reflects their fervor to rid society of any perceived Communist influence. Furthermore, the line "Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy, Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy, to my knowledge there's just one man, that's really a true American" furthers the satire by highlighting how the John Birch Society idolizes the extremist George Lincoln Rockwell and sees even the most revered American historical figures as potential Communists.


The song was recorded in 1962 but was not released until 1991 on "The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1961-1991". It was originally planned to be released as a single after Dylan's success with "Blowin' in the Wind," but the John Birch Society threatened to sue if it was released. Despite this, Dylan would continue to poke fun at the society in his later works.


Line by Line Meaning

Well, I was feelin' sad and feelin' blue
I was feeling depressed and uncertain


I didn't know what in the world I was gonna do
I didn't know how to deal with my anxiety


Them Communists they was comin' around
I was convinced that Communists were everywhere


They was in the air
I believed that Communists could be found even in the air


They was on the ground
I thought that Communists could be found everywhere on the ground


They wouldn't gimme no peace
I couldn't shake my paranoia about Communists


So I run down most hurriedly
I acted impulsively


And joined up with the John Birch Society
I became a member of the John Birch Society, which was an extreme right-wing group


I got me a secret membership card
I obtained a membership card in secret


And started off a-walkin' down the road
I became an active member of the group


Yee-hoo, I'm a real John Bircher now
I was excited to be a part of the John Birch Society


Look out you Commies
I was convinced that Communists were a threat and I was ready to defend myself


Now we all agree with Hitlers' views
I am willing to accept and condone the views of a mass murderer like Hitler


Although he killed six million Jews
I am willing to overlook Hitler's heinous crimes against humanity


It don't matter too much that he was a Fascist
I am willing to overlook the fact that Hitler was a fascist


At least you can't say he was a Communist
I rejected Communism so much that I was willing to defend someone like Hitler just because he wasn't a Communist


That's to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria
This analogy compares accepting Hitler's views to treating a cold with malaria, which is absurd and dangerous


Well, I was lookin' everywhere for them gol-darned Reds
I was desperately searching for Communists


I got up in the mornin' 'n' looked under my bed
I was so paranoid that I even looked under my bed for Communists


Looked in the sink, behind the door
I searched every possible place for Communists


Looked in the glove compartment of my car
I even looked in my car for Communists


Couldn't find 'em
I was paranoid for no reason as I couldn't find any Communists


I was lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere
My extreme paranoia had me looking everywhere for Communists


I was lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair
I was searching even the most unlikely spots


I looked way up my chimney hole
I searched even the highest places


I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl
I was so paranoid that I even checked my own toilet bowl


They got away
I was so paranoid for no reason as there weren't any Communists


Well, I was sittin' home alone an' started to sweat
I was anxious and paranoid even when alone


Figured they was in my T.V. set
I believed that Communists could be hiding in my TV set


Peeked behind the picture frame
I was suspicious that even seemingly mundane objects could hide Communists


Got a shock from my feet, hittin' right up in the brain
My paranoia and obsession were affecting me mentally and emotionally


Them Reds caused it
I blamed the non-existent Communists for my own mental health problems


I know they did, them hard-core ones
My paranoia had me convinced that there were especially dangerous types of Communists out to get me


Well, I quit my job so I could work alone
My paranoia and obsession with Communists caused me to give up my job


Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes
I took on the persona of the master detective to justify my obsessive behavior


Followed some clues from my detective bag
I followed even the slightest suspicion, thinking it was a clue


And discovered they was red stripes on the American flag
I imagined even the American flag was a sign of Communist influence


That ol' Betty Ross
I blamed Betty Ross, the seamstress who sewed the first American flag, for the supposed Communist influence


Well, I investigated all the books in the library
I went to extreme lengths to investigate anything related to Communism


Ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away
I was willing to censor and destroy books just for mentioning Communism


I investigated all the people that I knowed
I was suspicious of everyone I knew and accused them of being Communists


Ninety-eight percent of them gotta go
I believed that almost everyone was a Communist and had to be eliminated


The other two percent are fellow Birchers, just like me
I only trusted other members of the John Birch Society, as we shared the same extreme views


Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy
My paranoia had me convinced that even past Presidents were Communists


Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy
I thought even the most iconic Presidents were secret Communists


To my knowledge there's just one man
I was so paranoid that I could trust only one person


That's really a true American, George Lincoln Rockwell
I believed that only George Lincoln Rockwell, the founder of the American Nazi Party, was truly American


I know for a fact he hates Commies 'cause he picketed the movie Exodus
I convinced myself that someone who picketed a movie was the only trustworthy patriot I knew, all because he was anti-Communist like me


Well, I fin'ly started thinkin' straight
I eventually realized how irrational and extreme my behavior was


When I run outta things to investigate
When I ran out of things to investigate related to Communism


Couldn't imagine doin' anything else
I had become so consumed with my paranoia that I didn't know how to do anything other than investigate Communists


So now I'm sittin' home investigatin' myself
I turned my paranoia inward and became obsessed with investigating myself


Hope I don't find out anything, hm, great God
I was afraid of what I might find out about myself and my own possible Communist tendencies




Lyrics © BOB DYLAN MUSIC CO
Written by: BOB DYLAN

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Bernie Bass

Muchas gracias Señor Wladimiro, pensé que tenía todo de Bob, pero no conocía esta canción antes. (¡Los subtítulos generados por YT son ridículos y a menudo incorrectos!)🤣

Christine Oldridge

Bob at his best, how old was he then?

dreamy mixtape

20 or so

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Andrea Armellin

Belle le fotografie. Peccato che siano state "rubate", senza chiedere il permesso, e senza citare la fonte.

Wladimiro Cavina

Sono foto del Cansiglio di AA.VV. e di pubblico dominio. Allopra ringrazio il Cansiglio per la bellezza messa a disposizione e Dio per averlo creato. :-)

Bonnie Bardowski

Big picture, thank you

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