Thesaurus

I was riding on the Mayflower when I thought I spied some land
Wind just then appeared, Maggie and Suzanne
They asked me where we headed, has our journey just begun
Said first we take Manhattan, then Highway 61
They said, "How'd you write that song? We really love the chorus"
I said, "I stole Bob Dylan and Leonard Cohen's 'Thesaurus'"

Well, we hit land and headed north to the Chelsea Hotel
Met a set-out Lady Belle and Janis on the stairwell
We went upstairs and laid out on the unmade bed
She gave me a rainbow, tea and oranges instead
She said, "How'd you write that song? There's not a dry eye among us"
I said, "I stole Bob Dylan and Leonard Cohen's 'Thesaurus'"

Well, we went down to the village, met Johnny in the basement there
And Jesus the sailor, reciting the anthem prayer
Saw a bird on a wire, he wasn't even flying
She whispered, "He not busy bein' born, he's busy dyin'"
She said, "What's your sign? By the way, I'm a Taurus"
Said, "I don't know, but I stole Dylan and Cohen's 'Thesaurus'"

It was a hot and rainy day, I grabbed my blue raincoat
Some people feel the rain, while others just get soaked
I told her, "I'm your man, you know the man in me"
There's a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in to see
And she said, "How'd you write that song? The chords are really gorgeous"
I said, "I stole Bob Dylan and Leonard Cohen's 'Thesaurus'"

Well, at last I heard of Isis, she was well on her way
To the lady in the harbor along the watchtower by the bay
Her sisters at mercy sang "There's No Cure for Love"
While Frankie Lee played the minor chord just to please the Lord
They said, "That's no way to say goodbye, can't you see that we're stuck?"
I said, "So long, Marianne, hallelujah, good luck"