Friday, 26 August 2011

like a rolling stone




Once upon a time I drank my wine
I got me picked all right n launched all fine
landed on a peak n wont I roll down
I never did dress so very brown
yeah now I don't talk so loud
but I seem to be a lot more proud
'bout not knowing my next deal....

I feel not a string bound without home
I wear a smile hard to hide when I'm a complete unknown
feel i'm an outlaw; now let me be like a rolling stone

Now I've got used to livin' on the street
learnt to compromise; 'ts such a treat
Now I notice the frown while they all do tricks for me
no i'll never let others take their kicks for me
I still am so amuzed
yeah I got nothin, nothin to lose
I'm invisible now but I got few secrets to conceal

At times, 'ts somber n obscure to be without home,
....with no direction home,
At times bob, it's bliss to be a complete unknown,
Oh baby you so gotta be like a rolling stone!!!

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