Once upon a time you dressed so fine, threw the bums a dime in your prime, Didn't you? Yeah, people'd call, say "Beware doll, you're bound to fall" You thought they were just kidding you. You used to laugh about everybody that was hanging out and now you don't walk so proud, now you don't talk so loud about having to be scrounging your next meal. How does it feel to be on your own with no direction home, a complete unknown just like a rolling stone?
You went to the finest schools all right, Miss Lonely. But you know you only used to get juiced in it, nobody taught you how to live out on the street but now you are gonna have to get used to it. You said you'd never compromise with the mystery tramp, but now you realize that he's not selling any alibis as you stare into the vacuum of his eyes and say: "Do you want to make a deal?". How does it feel to be on your own with no direction home, a complete unknown just like a rolling stone?
Yeah, the princess on the steeple all the pretty people drinking, thinking that they got it made, exchanging all kinds of precious gifts but you'd better take that diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe. You used to be so amused at Napoleon in rags and the language that he used, now go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse. When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose. You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. How does it feel to be on your own with no direction home, a complete unknown just like a rolling stone?