| Look out boys, 'I'm a rollin' stone
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| That’s what I was when I first left home
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| I took every secret that I’d ever known
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| And headed for the wall
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| Like a wrecking ball
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| Started down the road to sin
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| Playin' bass under a pseudonym
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| The days were rough and it’s all quite dim
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| But my mind cuts through it all
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| Like a wrecking ball
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| I was just a little deadhead
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| Who is watching, who is watching?
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| I was just a little deadhead
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| I won a dollar on a scholarship
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| Well, I got tired and let my average slip
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| Then I’s a farmer in the pogonip
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| Where the weed that I recall
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| Was like a wrecking ball
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| I met a lovesick daughter of the San Joaquin
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| She showed me colors I’d never seen
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| Drank the bottom out of my canteen
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| Then left me in the fall
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| Like a wrecking ball
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| Standin' there, in the morning mist
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| A Jack and Coke at the end of my wrist
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| Yes, I remember when first we kissed
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| Though it was nothing at all
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| Like a wrecking ball
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| Hey boys, just a little deadhead
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| Who’s watching, who’s watching?
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| I was just a little deadhead
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| With too much trouble for me to shake
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| Oh, the weather and the blindin' ache
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| I was ridin' high until the '89 quake
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| Hit the Santa Cruz shopping mall
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| Like a wrecking ball Hit the Santa Cruz shopping mall
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| Just like a wrecking ball Look out boys, 'I'm a rollin' stone
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| That’s what I been since I first left home
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| I took every secret that I’d ever known
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| And headed for the wall
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| Like a wrecking ball |