Like a Rolling Stone

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You even threw the bums a dime in your prime
Didn't you?

People called and say beware doll you're bound to fall
But you, you thought they were all
Kidding you

You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging it out
Now you don't, you don't talk so loud
And look at you 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

Now, you've gone to the finest school, all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get
Juiced in it

Well nobody ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you found out you're gonna have to get
Used to it

Oh but you said that you never compromise
With the mistery tramp but now you, now you realize
He's not selling, he's not selling any alibi's
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say to him: "Mister, can you 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 their tricks for you

And you never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your
Kicks for you

Well, you used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard, it is so hard when you discover that
That he wasn't really where it's at
After he took from you everything
He could steal

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To hang on your home
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone

Well listen now
Princess on the steeple
And all the pretty people
They're drinking, thinking that they
That they got it made

Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take a diamond ring
And you'd better, 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 and you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
'Cause you are invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal

Well now
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Look at you
Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone
How does it feel? Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone