While the music played you worked by candel light.
Those San Fransisco nights.
You were the best in town.
Just by chance you crossed a diamond with a pearl,
Then turned it on the world.
That's when you turned your world around.
Did you feel like Jesus?
Did you realize that you were a champion in their eyes?

On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene
But yours was kitchen clean
Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolour motorhome
Every A-frame had your number on the wall
You must have had it all
You'd go to LA on a dare and you'd go it alone
Could you live forever
Could you see the day
Did you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away

Get along, Get along Kid Charlemagne.
Get along Kid Charlemagne.

Now your patrons have all left you in the red
Your low rent friends are dead
This life can be very strange
All those day-glo freaks who used to paint their face
They've joined the human race, some things will never change
Son you were mistaken
You are obsolete, look at all the white men on the street.

Get along, Get along Kid Charlemagne.
Get along Kid Charlemagne.

Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail
Those test tubes and the scales, just get it all out of here
Is there gas in the car ?
Yes there's gas in the car
I think the people down the hall know who you are
Careful what you carry
Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes

Get along, Get along Kid Charlemagne.
Get along Kid Charlemagne.