(I'm) Like a Rolling Stone

Believe me, I'm a liar

Lying all the time

I admit it, I've been lying all along

No fucks allowed

Once upon a time I dressed so fine

Threw bums dimes in my prime, yes I did

People would call say “beware Paul, you're bound to fall”

But I thought they were all trying to kid

I used to laugh about

Everybody that was hanging out but

Now I don't talk so loud

Now I don't walk so proud

Having to be scrounging around for my next meal

I know how it feels

I know how it feels

Being on my own, with no direction home

A complete unknown, I'm like a rolling stone

I've been to a fine ass school, you know they used to call me Mr. Lonely

But you know I only used to get juiced in it

Yeah nobody ever taught me how to live out on the street

But now I guess I'm gonna have to get used to it

I said I never compromise

When Napoleon arrives that was before I had realized

He wasn't selling any alibis

Now I'm staring in the vacuum of his eyes

And I'm asking if he wants to make a deal

So I know how it feels

That's how I know how it feels

Being on my own, with no direction home

A complete unknown, I'm like a rolling stone

Yeah I know how it feels

Yes I know how it feels

To be on my own, with no direction home

A complete unknown, I’m like a rolling stone

Just watch me down here

Prince upon a steeple and that was me and my pretty people

Laughing, drinking, thinking hey - we got it made

Exchanging all kinds of precious things

But I’m taking off this diamond ring so I can pawn it today

I used to ride on the chrome horse with my diplomat

We carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat

It was so hard discovering that

We really wasn’t where it was at

But that was after we’d taken from me everything we could steal

We know how it feels

We all know it feels

To be on our own

With no direction home

Completely unknown

Just like Rolling Stones

I’m feeling like Mick Jagger (Do you feel like Mick?)

I feel more like Keith Richards (Do you feel like Keith?)

I’m feeling like Bill Wyman (Do you feel like Bill?)

I’m feeling like Charlie Watts (yeah yeah yeah)

Don’t forget Billy Preston (Don’t forget about Bill)

And don’t forget Lisa Fischer (Don’t forget about Lisa)

Don’t you forget Bernard Fowler (Don’t forget Bernard)

And don’t forget Darryl Jones

If you forget Brian Jones don’t forget Darryl Jones

A real Rolling Stone

We’re just Rolling Stones

Like a rolling stone

Like a rolling stone

Like a rolling stone

Like a rolling stone

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