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The Voice

Like A Rolling Stone Lyrics - The Voice

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 havin' to be scrounging around for your next meal 

 

How does it feel, how does it feel? 

To be without a home 

With no direction home, like a complete unknown 

Just 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 

Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street 

And you find out now 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 sellin' any alibis, as you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 

And say, " Would you like to make a deal?" 

 

How does it feel, how does it feel? 

To be without a home 

With no direction home, like a complete unknown 

Just like a rolling stone? 

 

You never turned around to see the frowns 

On the jugglers and the clowns 

When they all came down to do tricks for you 

You never understood that it ain't no good 

You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 

 

Used to ride 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's taken everything he could steal 

 

How does it feel, how does it feel? 

To be without a home 

With no direction home, like a complete unknown 

Just like a rolling stone? 

 

Princess on the steeple and all pretty people 

They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 

Exchanging all precious gifts and things 

But you'd better take your diamond ring, down and 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 ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose 

You're invisible, you got no secrets to conceal 

 

How does it feel, how does it feel? 

To be without a home 

With no direction home, like a complete unknown 

Just like a rolling stone?