You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you've got no secrets to conceal
I'd like to meet the preacher who prayed
For the preacher who prayed with me down on my knees.
I'd like to shake the hand that reached
Out a hand to the hand that reached out to me.
Slow down, you move too fast
You got to make the morning last
Just kicking down the cobblestones
Looking for fun and feeling groovy
Ba da-da da-da da-da, feeling groovy