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from The Rolling Stones - Get Yer Ya-Ya'S Out ! [live] (1970)
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersberg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the Blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah What's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the Gods they made I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadors Who get killed before they reached Bombay (Bombay is the word I found listed on all of the lyrics pages I found, but the actual lyric on the soundtrack sounds as if it has more syllables than that, to me - DA) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, what's my name Tell me honey, baby guess my name Tell me baby, what's my name I tell you one time, you're to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah What's my name Tell me, baby, what's my name Tell me, sweetie, what's my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from The Rolling Stones - Get Yer Ya-Ya'S Out ! [live] (1970)
(We're gonna do one more, then we're gonna go)
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching charging feet boy 'cause summer's here, and the time is right For fighting in the street boy Well what can a poor boy do 'cept to sing for a rock and roll band 'cause this sleepy London town Is just no place for a street fighting man! Hey, said the time is right for palace revolution 'cause where I live the games they play Is compromise solution Well what can a poor boy do 'cept to sing for a rock and roll band 'cause this sleepy London town Is just no place for a street fighting man! (oh yeah) Hey, said my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the King I'll rail at all his servants Well what can a poor boy do 'cept to sing for a rock and roll band 'cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man! (Get down) |
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You and your lady are the king and the queen
of the rock and roll circus, that's the best I've ever seen All your leather jackets and your faded jeans All you have left of your rock and roll dreams Whoa, put your leather jacket on though it's time to be movin' on You know your ladies like a movie star queen She's late for her mornings, never wakes upon her dreams I gave her love and I gave her my money I said "no thanks, I can't get hooked on ya honey" Put your leather jacket on know it's time to be movin' on You think you're funky and you think your so tough Sometimes you're disgusted, 'cause you just can't get enough Think your gonna go back to sunny California Ride the waves on the cool blue water Put your leather jacket on Whoa, yeah, put your leather jacket on All your leather jackets and your faded jeans All you have left of your rock and roll dreams Whoa, yeah, put your leather jacket on And you move through your world as if it was a dance You never keep your fortune, that you made in the south of France All your leather jackets and your faded jeans All you have left of your rock and roll dreams Put your leather jacket on Know it's time to be movin' on Whoa, yeah, put your leather jacket on Know it's time to be movin' on Whoa, yeah, put your leather jacket on All your leather jackets and your faded jeans All you have left of your rock and roll dreams |
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from The Rolling Stones - Get Yer Ya-Ya'S Out ! [live] (1970)
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving rain But it′s all right now, in fact, it′s a gas! But it′s all right now, I′m Jumpin′ Jack Flash It′s a gas! Gas! Gas! I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag I was schooled with a strap right across my back But it′s all right now, in fact, it′s a gas! But it′s all right now, I′m Jumpin′ Jack Flash It′s a gas! Gas! Gas! I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread I was crowned with a spike right thru my head But it′s all right now, in fact, it′s a gas! But it′s all right now, I′m Jumpin′ Jack Flash It′s a gas! Gas! Gas! Jumpin′ Jack Flash, it′s a gas |
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from The Rolling Stones - Get Yer Ya-Ya'S Out ! [live] (1970)
I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis.
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride. She had to heave me right across her shoulder. 'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind. It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. I played a divorcee in New York City. I had to put up some kind of a fight. The lady then she covered me with roses. She blew my nose and then she blew my mind. It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. (Yeah!) It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues (Yeah!) It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. |
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from The Rolling Stones - Get Yer Ya-Ya'S Out ! [live] (1970)
Oh, Carol
Don't let him steal your heart away I'm gonna learn to dance If it takes me all night and day Climb into my machine so we can groove on out I know some swinging little joint where we can jump and shout It's not too far back on the highway not so long a ride You park the car out in the open you can walk inside A little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her ma'am 'Cause every time you make the scene you find the joint is jammed Oh, Carol Don't let him steal your heart away I'm gonna learn to dance If it takes me all night and day Now, if you want to hear some music like the boys are playing Hold tight, bang your foot don't let it carry you away Don't let the heat overcome you when they play so loud Won't the music intrigue you when they get a crowd Well you can't dance I know you would you could I got my eyes on you, baby, cause you dance so good Oh, Carol Don't let him steal your heart away I'm gonna learn to dance If it takes me all night and day Oh, Carol Don't let him steal your heart away I've got to learn to dance If it takes me all night and day |
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from Mick Taylor - Mick Taylor (1999)
Yeah, I got broken hands
Feel so loose and I feel so free, running so fast that you can't catch me Play the night like a dream machine, play my guitar 'cause I feel so mean Drivin' down the highway, trying to get ahead, and to shake the blues away Yeah, broken hands, I'm a broken man Ah baby, where are we, howling winds on a heavy sea Always think that you got it made I can never see you behind your shades Fools are around me, the devils inside So much craziness to exercise Lets get small and get some lovin' done This life's so hard, hit and run There's nothin happenin' here anyway If we sit around much longer we're gonna slide away mesmerizing, washed out eyes, users and losers, hypnotized I like music that sounds so sweet I like to dance, and move my feet When I hear such a heavy sound, come on baby, let's get down Drivin' down the highway, I'm just trying to get ahead, and to shake these blues away There's nothin' happenin' here anyway Yeah, broken hands, I'm down and out Gimme a smile, and I'll pull ya out Yeah, broken hands Yeah, broken hands, I'm a broken man Yeah, broken hands, I'm down and out Gimme a smile, and I'll pull ya out (oh baby, they can't catch me.......) |
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from Mick Taylor - Mick Taylor (1999)
Taylor
It's part of the game To be cool and unaffected When I call and say That I want you And you're just the same Hide your joy, show no surprise When I call and say That I want you Baby I want you, and I love you more each day Baby I want you, and I love you more each day Loving you so long Where is the life that's been lost in the living Where is the love that's been lost in the giving Nights are so endless We're always too late for the mornings that follow Though we better come down and reach for tomorrow Baby I want you, and I love you more each day Baby I want you, and I love you more each day Loving you so long I play my guitar for you sweetly on this song You know I want you more each day Baby I want you, and I love you more each day Baby I want you, and I love you more each day Baby I want you Baby I need you Baby I want you Baby I need you |
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from Mick Taylor - Mick Taylor (1999)
I've been living in big hotels
hoping and praying for something else Only halfway through Louisiana on my way home to Alabama It gets lonely, you've idea Baby sometimes, I'm close to tears Only halfway through Louisiana on my way home to Alabama I've been living in big hotels hoping and praying for something else Only halfway through Louisiana on my way way home, to Alabama |
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