Oh, one more time...
(And I didn´t want [...].)
(Hey Al, [...].)
(What?)
([...])

(Al´s gonna sing a ´test song.)
(Yeah, sing it for us.)
(Sing a what?)
(A ´test song. It was a protest song until you tried it. Now it´s a ´test.)
(Do a little protest.)
(I can´t hear you, Ally.)
(Yay, I´m gonna give Al a hand.)
(I can´t hear you, Al.)
(Yay for Al.)
(Can´t hear you, Al.)

Come gather round people, wherever you roam
And admit that the waters around you have grown
And accept it that soon you´ll be drenched to the bone
(Right!) (*Laughter*)
If your time to you is worth savin´

Then you´d better start swimmin´ or you´ll sink like a stone
(Glug.) (Wrong!)
For the times they are a-changin´
(*Laughter*)

Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pen
(Right!) (*Laughter*)
And keep your eyes wide, the chance won´t come again
(Wrong!)
And don´t speak too soon for the wheel´s still in spin
And there´s no tellin´ who that it´s namin´
(No!)
´Cos the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin´

([...], [...])

Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
("Eve of Destruction")
And don´t criticize what you can´t understand
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin´
Please get out of the new one if you can´t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin´
([...])

([...] put on your shoes.)
([...])
(Wait a second, where´s the note? [...])
Bar, Bar, Bar
(Oh shit...)

Bar, Bar, Bar
(Go back to the piano.)
(F sharp, wasn´t it?)
(I can´t read. *Laugh*)
(Let´s go.)
(What note? What--where´s the note?)
Ba ba ba, you don´t know how to sing, "Ba ba black sheep, have you any wool?"
Yes sir, no sir, none, just a little [...]
(Oh, that was cute.)

Cette chanson est une reprise. Sa version originale a été créée par
Bob Dylan