This song is clearly a parody, reflecting the distortions and poetic haze of the Mudcat world onto a perfectly rational set of original lyrics by Bob Dylan.  Well...in any case, it was generated during the usual fogged dialogue over in the Mudcat Tavern, where Bert’s credit card will buy anyone a virtual drink, and the roasted mastodon often falls into the Jell-O Pit.
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