Like a Rolling Stone Songtext
von Moses Wiggins
Like a Rolling Stone Songtext
Once upon a time you were just 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 just 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 out on the street
And now you find 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 turn around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and do 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?
The princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They′re out drinking, thinking that they've 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 left 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?
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 just 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 out on the street
And now you find 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 turn around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and do 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?
The princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They′re out drinking, thinking that they've 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 left 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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