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