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 nobodys ever taught you how to live out 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 know you realize
 He's not selling any alibis
 As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
 And say do you want to make a deal?

 How does it feel
 How does it feel
 To be on your own
 With no direction of 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 precious gifts
 But you'd better take 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.

 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