Like a Rolling Stone (feat. Bob Dylan) [Live]

What's a punk? If the bums are jamming your plan Pity you If the cars hit me when I'm down You burned the fog you thought they were on Pity you You used to laugh about Everybody's words hanging about Now you don't talk so loud I know what you're about But haven't it been years since I could have found your naked self? How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Just like a rolling stone You go to finer school alright, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get two straight A's Nobody ever taught you how to live out on the street And find out now you get what you give You said you'd never compromise And there'd be a silly time when you'd realize You'd stop selling alibis Selling those that make your mother's 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 home Like a complete unknown Just like a rolling stone How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Just like a rolling stone Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people Drinking, thinking that they've got it made The angel offers his gifts and things But they just let me lay down on his blade You used to be so amused When everybody raves, "I wish they would use" Well fortune now is what you can't refuse 'Cause when you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown