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
but...
but...
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything, everything! he could steal...?
And how does it feel ?
damn!
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be on your own?
With no direction home?
Like a complete unknown?
Like a rolling stone??????
