ROCK 'N' ROLL
They'll stone ya when you're try'n to go home,
Then they'll stone ya when you're there all alone.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Ev'rybody must get stoned.
A caveman's lament? A paranoid's fantasy? Could be, but then the convoluted verses of Rainy Day Women, like most Bob Dylan songs, are open to a variety of interpretations. In any event, some radio stations have banned the record because, they say, the song is an obvious paean to the joys of smoking pot. In the shifting, multilevel jargon of teenagers, to...