Like a Rolling Stone - Bob Dylan

Unidentified Audience Member

& Bob Dylan]

Judas!

I don’t believe you

You’re a liar

Play it fucking loud

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 on your own

With no direction 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

Nobody has ever taught you how to live 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 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 turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns

When they all come down and did 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

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people

They’re all drinkin' and thinkin' that they got it made

Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things

But you’d better lift your diamond ring, now 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 ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to lose

You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel?

Oh, how does it feel?

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone

Thank you