"Disease of Conceit" Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Lyrics

“Disease of Conceit”


There’s a whole lot of people suffering tonight from the disease of conceit

Whole lot of people struggling tonight from the disease of conceit

Comes right down the highway straight down the line

Rips into your senses through your body and your mind

Nothing about it that’s sweet

The disease of conceit


There’s a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight from the disease of conceit

Whole lot of hearts shaking tonight from the disease of conceit

Steps into your room eats into your soul

Over your senses you have no control

Ain’t nothing too discreet about the disease of conceit


There’s a whole lot of people dying tonight from the disease of conceit

Whole lot of people crying tonight from the disease of conceit

Comes right out of nowhere and you’re down for the count

From the outside world the pressure will mount

Turn you into a piece of meat

The disease of conceit


Conceit is the disease that the doctors got no cure

They’ve done a lot of research on it but what it is they’re still not sure


There’s a whole lot of people in trouble tonight from the disease of conceit

Whole lot of people seeing trouble tonight from the disease of conceit

Give you delusions of grandeur and an evil eye

Give you the idea that you’re too good to die

The they bury you from head to your feet

From the disease of conceit