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Look out boys, 'cause 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 road to 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 is watching, who is watching?
I's just a little deadhead
I won a dollar 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
Then left me in the fall
Like a wrecking ball

Standin' there, in the morning mist
A Jack and Coke at the end of my wrist
Yes, I remember when first we kissed
Though it was nothing at all
Like a wrecking ball

Hey boys, just 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
Was ridin' high until the '89 quake
Hit the Santa Cruz garden mall
Like a wrecking ball
Look out boys, 'cause 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 road to 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 is watching, who is watching?   I's just a little deadhead   I won a dollar 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   Then left me in the fall   Like a wrecking ball      Standin' there, in the morning mist   A Jack and Coke at the end of my wrist   Yes, I remember when first we kissed   Though it was nothing at all   Like a wrecking ball      Hey boys, just 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   Was ridin' high until the '89 quake   Hit the Santa Cruz garden mall   Like a wrecking ball
 
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