Like a Rolling Stone - Live at Sony Music Studios, New York, NY - November 1994

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
 Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
 People call, say beware doll, you're bound to fall
 You thought they were all kidding you
 You used to laugh about
 Everybody that was hanging out
 Now you don't talk so loud
 Now you don't seem so proud
 About having to be scrounging around for your next meal
 How does it feel, how does it feel
 To be without a home, with no direction home?
 Like a complete unknown
 Like a rolling stone
 You've gone to the finest schools, alright
 Miss Lonely, but you know you only used to get juiced in it
 Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
 And you find now you're gonna have to get used to it
 You say you'd never compromise
 With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
 He's not selling any alibis
 You stare into the vacuum of his eyes
 And say, "Do you want to make a deal?"
 How does it feel, how does it feel
 To be without a home, with no direction home?
 A complete unknown
 Like a rolling stone
 And you never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
 When they all get down to do 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 a chrome horse with your diplomat
 Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
 Ain't it hard when you discovered that
 He really wasn't where it's at?
 After he's taken everything that he could steal
 How does it feel, how does it feel
 To be without a home, with no direction home?
 Like a complete unknown
 Like a rolling stone
 Princess on a steeple and all the pretty people
 They're all drinking, thinking that they've got it made
 Exchanging all precious gifts and things
 But you better take your diamond ring down and pawn it, babe
 You used to be so amused
 At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
 Go to him, now he calls you, you can't refuse
 When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
 You're invisible, you've got no secrets to conceal
 How does it feel, how does it feel?
 To be without a home, with no direction home?
 Like a complete unknown
 Like a rolling stone
 Thank you