Lyrically speaking - Poets Pub March 2020 Contest

Re-Write the lyrics to one of the songs below (the full song or parts of the song):

Sound of silence - by Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel

Eye of the tiger - by Frankie Sullivan and Jim Peterik

Like a rolling stone - by Bob Dylan

Come together - by John Lennon and Paul McCartney

«In his mobile home» (Like a rolling stone)

Verse 1:

Remember all the times he spoke so fine

Covered you with smiles and pretty lies - didn't he?

People warned you girl, sayin' «he's bound to leave»

But you thought everybody was just - buggin' you

He used to brag about

The girls with whom he was hangin' out

Now he doesn't talk so loud

Now he doesn't seem as proud

About messing up so bad - the way you feel

How must he feel?
How must he feel?
No place to call his own
Forever he will roam
In his mobile home

Verse 2:

Ahh he made you into such a fool, alright Miss lovely

But looking back now it's clear you were - used a bit

Your mama never taught you 'bout the flower and the bee

And suddenly you found yourself - in the thick of it

You told him, you never compromise

With your inner rant, but then you realized

All he ever served were lies

As you see there's nothing in his eyes

And you say right to his face - are you for real?

How must he feel?
How must he feel?
To be all alone
No place to call his own
Forever he will roam
In his mobile home

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The original - «Like a rolling stone»

Verse 1:
Once upon a time you dressed so fine

Threw the bums a dime in your prime -didn't you?

People call say 'beware doll, you're bound to fall'

You thought they were all -kidding you

You used to laugh about

Everybody that was hanging out

Now you don't talk so

Now you don't seem so proud

About having to be scrounging - your next meal

How does it feel?
how does it feel?
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone

Verse 2:
Ahh you've gone to the finest schools, alright Miss Lonely

But you know you only used to get - juiced in it

Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street

And now you're gonna have to get - used to it

You say you never compromise

With the mystery tramp, but now you realize

He's not selling any alibis

As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes

And say do you want to - make a deal?

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be on your own,
With no direction home
A complete unknown,
Like a rolling stone