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