Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime
didn't you?
People'd call, say beware doll
You're bound to fall you thought they
were all kiddin you

You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging
For your next meal

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be without a home
With no direction known
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone

You've gone to the finest school all right
Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live
on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get
used to it

You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp
But now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone

You never turned around to see
The frowns on the jugglers and
the clowns
When they all come down and did 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 the chrome horse with your
diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything
He could steal

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be without a direction known
Without a home
Like a complete unknown