Bob Dylan - Like A Rolling Stone
Once upon a time you dressed so fine    
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didnt you?     
Peopled call, say, beware doll, youre bound to fall     
You thought they were all kiddin you     
You used to laugh about     
Everybody that was hangin out     
Now you dont talk so loud     
Now you dont seem so proud     
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.     
How does it feel     
How does it feel     
To be without a home     
Like a complete unknown     
Like a rolling stone?     
Youve gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely     
But you know you only used to get juiced in it     
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street     
And now you find out youre gonna have to get used to it     
You said youd never compromise     
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize     
Hes not selling any alibis     
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes     
And ask him do you want to make a deal?     
How does it feel     
How does it feel     
To be on your own     
With no direction home     
Like a complete unknown     
Like a rolling stone?     
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns     
When they all come down and did tricks for you     
You never understood that it aint no good     
You shouldnt let other people get your kicks for you     
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat     
Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat     
Aint it hard when you discover that     
He really wasnt where its at     
After he took from you everything he could steal.     
How does it feel     
How does it feel     
To be on your own     
With no direction home     
Like a complete unknown     
Like a rolling stone?     
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people     
Theyre drinkin, thinkin that they got it made     
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things     
But youd better lift your diamond ring, youd better pawn it babe     
You used to be so amused     
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used     
Go to him now, he calls you, you cant refuse     
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose     
Youre invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.     
How does it feel     
How does it feel     
To be on your own     
With no direction home     
Like a complete unknown     
Like a rolling stone?



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