       LIKE A ROLLING STONE

Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
    You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
    People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're 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 it's 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 can't 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? 
