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Like a Rolling Stone
Bob Dylan. Like a Rolling Stone
Once upon a time you dressed so fineYou threw the bums a dime in your prime,Didn't you?
People'd call, say "Beware doll, you'reBound to fall"You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh aboutEverybody that was hangin' outNow you don't walk so proudNow you don't talk so loudAbout having to be scrounging for yourNext meal
How does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your ownWith no direction homeA complete unknownJust like a rolling stone?
You've went to the finest school all right,Miss LonelyBut you know you only used to get juicedIn itNobody has ever taught you how toLive on the streetBut now you find out you're gonna haveTo get used to itYou said you'd never compromiseWith the mystery tramp, but now youRealizeThat he's not selling any alibisAs you stare into the vacuum of his eyesAnd say do you want to make a deal?
How does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your ownWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownJust like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the prettyPeopleThey're drinkin', thinkin' that they got itMadeExchanging all kinds of precious gifts andThingsYou'd better take your diamond ring,You'd better pawn it babeYou used to be so amusedAt Napoleon in rags with the language thatHe usedGo to him now, he calls you, you can'tRefuseWhen you got nothing, you got nothing toLoseYou're invisible now, you got no secrets toConceal