I finally got Bob Dylan’s triple pun.
Sure, everybody must get stoned because that’s the price of being a non-conformist. Or maybe we all fail to conform to someone’s idea of normal.
And, obviously we all should get stoned, high, baked, whatever. (Stay in school, kids. Don’t do drugs. — the Management)
But, as the last stanza says:
Well, they’ll stone you when you are all alone
They’ll stone you when you are walking home
They’ll stone you and then say they are brave
They’ll stone you when you’re sent down in your grave
But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned