Here I sit so patiently waiting to find out what price you have to pay to get out of going through all these things twice.

Dylan being appropriate without even trying. All too appropriate to this political season. As are these lines that practically screamed off the pages of Chronicles, volume one, as he talks about reading Clausewitz:

When he claims that politics has taken the place of morality and politcs is brute force, he's not playing. You have to believe it. You do exactly as you're told, whoever you are. Knuckle under or you're dead. Don't give me any of that jazz about hope or nonsense about righteousness. Don't give me that dance that God is with us, or that God supports us. Let's get down to brass tacks. There isn't any moral order. You can forget that. Morality has nothing in common with politics.

I added the italics, but damn if he isn't writing protest songs again. The book in question is from 1832, but it just as well could've been written before the Flood.