Like A Rolling Stone - Mick Ronson
Producer：Bruce Fairbairn
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
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
And 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
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone
You tell me
You tell me
You tell me
You
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
Like a complete unknown
With no direction home
Just like a rolling stone
Just like a rolling stone
Just like a rolling stone
