See him wasted on the sidewalk, in his jacket and his jeans 看到他浪费在人行道上，在他的夹克和牛仔裤的他

Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile 穿着45号球衣“昨日的不幸就像一个微笑

Once he had a future, full of money love and dreams 一旦他有未来，充满了金钱的爱情与梦想

Which he spent like they was goin' out o' style 这是他花了就像他们是布莱恩了O风格

   

And he keeps right on a'changin', for the better or the worse 他不断对上achangin “ ，为更好或更坏

Searchin' for a shrine he's never found Searchin的一个神龛，他从来没有发现

Never knowin' if believin', is a blessin' or a curse 从来没有深深地知道如果believin “ ，是一个blessin 还是祸

Or if the goin' up was worth, the comin' down 或者如果布莱恩行动是值得的坠落下来

   

He's a poet, an' he's a picker, he's a prophet, an' he's a pusher 他是一个诗人，一个他是一个选择器，他是一个先知，一个他是一个推动器

He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned 他是一个朝圣者和布道者，而一个问题，当他砸死

He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction 他是一个走着的矛盾，部分事实和虚构部分

Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home 他落寞地回到家里羚牛内心的每一次​​错误的方向

   

He has tasted good and evil, in your bedrooms and your bars 他已尝遍了善良与邪恶，在你的卧室，你的酒吧

And he's traded in tomorrow for today 他在明天为今天的交易

Runnin' from his devils Lord, and reachin' for the stars 天边从他的鬼主，要触摸星星

And losin' all he loved, along the way 和失去感到所有他爱，一路走来

   

But if this world keeps right on turnin', for the better or the worse 但是，如果这个世界一直对上撇开，为更好或更坏

And all he ever gets is older and around 和所有他曾经获得是老年人和周围

From the rockin' of the cradle, to the rollin' of the hearse 从摇滚的摇篮，在罗林的灵车

The goin' up was worth, the comin' down 在布莱恩起来是值得的坠落下来

   

He's a poet, an' he's a picker, he's a prophet, an' he's a pusher 他是一个诗人，一个他是一个选择器，他是一个先知，一个他是一个推动器

He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned 他是一个朝圣者和布道者，而一个问题，当他砸死

He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction 他是一个走着的矛盾，部分事实和虚构部分

Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home 他落寞地回到家里羚牛内心的每一次​​错误的方向

   

There's a lot of wrong directions, on that lonely way back home 有很多错误的方向，在这寂寞的回家路