Edie Sedgwick #2

Pen and Ink

46 cm x 61 cm

2013 

Text from ‘Like a Rolling Stone’ by Bob Dylan.

"Once upon a time you dressed so fine,

You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?

People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall".

You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin' out.

Now you don't talk so loud.

Now you don't seem so proud

About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel. How does it feel. To be without a home.

Like a complete unknown. Like a rolling stone ?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely.

But you know you only used to get juiced in it

And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street.

And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it

You said you'd never compromise.

With the mystery tramp, but know 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 without a home.

Like a complete unknown. Like a rolling stone ?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns

When they all come down and did tricks for you

You never understood that it ain't no good

You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat

Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat

Ain't it hard when you discover that He really wasn't where it's at

After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel. How does it feel. To be without a home.

Like a complete unknown. Like a rolling stone ?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people

They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made

Exchanging all precious gifts

But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe

You used to be so amused

At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used.

Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose

You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel. How does it feel. To be without a home.

Like a complete unknown. Like a rolling stone ? "