This song hits like a freight train, scathing and savage. Blood on the tracks indeed.
You know when Bob's had enough - "...blowing every time you move your teeth..." Bit dismissive, perhaps.
Bob, Elston, Jack, Blindboy Grunt... whatever. This from the end of the RTR era. Anecdotally the last concert, angry Bob, raging glory,"you tamed the lion in my cage, but it wasn't enough to change my heart"
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
From the new york sessions for Blood On The Tracks.