Lyrics

[Verse 1] Kathleen Maddox' only son Hobo, tramp, nobody Box car, jug o' wine Straight razor get too close to me Did five for robbery But that's not what she's known around here for By the time I was five school was on fire She told them she couldn't take it no more [Verse 2] They called him Creepy but he showed me how To play a couple chords on the guitar He also showed me how to turn a bitch out A heartless trick but it took me far By the end of the fifties I had all of my own For a song and a sweet talk or two But learning how going in and out of the system Was almost the sane thing to do [Verse 3] When I got out everything'd changed Easy to fool but so strange Tell a hippie girl she's pretty and she'd cry for days But you give it away so you can't make it pay, so All of the girls agreed That together we could make a rock star out of me But then we started taking acid Things really got out of hand, man [Verse 4] I don't like looking back on those days now Words we said, clothes we wore I act crazy when I get asked about I can't explain how. I can't explain no more, but It wasn't only the Beatles We also jammed out to the Moody Blues, man Lot of music spoke to you back then, man The music spoke to you back then (back then, back then, back then…)