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