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ROLLING STONES
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 10:56 PM | Сообщение # 1
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I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby, it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door, I must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

I want to see it painted, painted black, black as night, black as coal
I want to see the sun blotted out from the sky
I want to see it painted, painted, painted, painted black, yeah


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 10:58 PM | Сообщение # 2
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Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year, stolen many a man's soul and faith
And I was around 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 (oh yeah)
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game (ah yeah)

I stuck around St. Petersburg when I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Tzar and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank, held a general's rank when the blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank

I watched with glee while your kings and queens fought for 10 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 lay traps for troubadours who get killed before they reach Bombay
Get down, baby

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you is just the nature of my game, yeah

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, yeah

Get down

Ah yeah, get on down
Oh yeah

Ah yeah
Tell me, baby, what's my name?
Tell me, honey, can you guess my name?
Tell me, baby, what's my name?
I'll tell you one time, you're (...)

All right
... ah yeah

Ah yeah, what's my name?
Tell me, baby, what's my name?
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name?

Oh yeah


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 10:59 PM | Сообщение # 3
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If I could stick my pen in my heart
I would spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy you? Would it slide on by you?
Would you think the boy is strange?
Ain't he strange?

If I could win you, if I could sing you
A love song so divine
Would it be enough for your cheating heart
If I broke down and cried?
If I cried?

I said I know it's only rock & roll but I like it
I know it's only rock & roll
But I like it, like it, yes I do

Oh well, I like it (yeah)
I like it
I said can't you see that this old boy has been lonely?

If I could stick a knife in my heart
Suicide right onstage
Would it be enough for your teenage lust?
Would it help to ease the pain?
Ease your brain?

If I could dig down deep in my heart
Feelings would flood on the page
Would it satisfy you? Would it slide on by you?
Would you think the boy's insane? He's insane

And do you think that you're the only girl around?
I bet you think that you're the only woman in town

Ooh yeah

I like it...
Only rock & roll but I like it...
Oh yeah but I like it...


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:00 PM | Сообщение # 4
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Gold Coast slaveship bound for cotton fields
Sold in a market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver know he's doing all right
Hear him whip the women just around midnight

Brown sugar, how come you taste so good now?
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should (now)

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wondering where it's going to stop
House boy knows that he's doing all right
You should heard him just around midnight

Yeah

Ah get on, brown sugar, how come you taste so good, baby?
Ah got to get on, brown sugar, just like a black girl should, yeah

Now I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all her boyfriends were sweet 16
I'm no school boy but I know what I like
You should have heard me just around midnight

I said yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo
How come you, how come you taste so good?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo
Just like a, just like a black girl should
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo

Yeah


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:01 PM | Сообщение # 5
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One time you were my baby chicken
Now you've grown into a fox
Once upon a time I was your little rooster
Now am I just one of your cocks?

It's rough justice on you
You're going to have to trust me (We're never done and dusted)
It's rough justice
But you know I'll never break your heart

So put your lips to my hips, baby
And tell me what's on your mind
I know you've still got that animal attraction for me
It's been a long, long time

You're feeling loose and lusty
So if you really want me
Yeah, it's rough justice
And you know I'll never break your heart

Yeah

It's rough justice on you
You think you really sussed me
It's rough justice
But you know I'll never break your heart

The first time I saw you, baby
You were springing like a young gazelle
And next thing I know, way down the road
You're flying like a bat out of hell

It's rough justice on you
You're acting too disgusted
You're going to have to trust me
But you know I'll never break your heart

I give you my position
Don't want no opposition
It's rough justice
But you know I'll never break your heart

Now come on baby
Yeah...
Come on baby
Come on baby now


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:03 PM | Сообщение # 6
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Did you hear about the midnight rambler?
Everybody got to go
Did you hear about the midnight rambler
The one that shut the kitchen door?

He don't give a hoot about warning
Wrapped up in a black cat cloak
He don't go in the light of the morning
He's split the time the cockerel crows

Talking about the midnight gambler
The one you've never seen before
Yeah, I'm talking about the midnight gambler
Did you see him jump the garden wall?

He's sighing down the wind so sadly
Listen and you'll hear him moan
Yeah, well I'm talking about the midnight gambler
Everybody got to go

Yes

Did you hear about the midnight rambler?
Well, honey, it's no rock & roll show
Well I'm a-talking about the midnight gambler
Yeah, the one you've never seen before

Don't do that...
Don't you do that...
Oh don't do that...

Well you heard about the Boston...
Honey, it's not one of those...
Well talking about the midnight...
The one who closed the bedroom door

I'm called the hit-and-run, rape-her-in-anger
The knife sharpened, tiptoe
Or just that shoot-'em-dead, green bell jangler
You know, the one you've never seen before

So if you ever meet the midnight rambler
Crawling down your marble hall
Well he's pouncing like a proud black panther, yeah
You can say I told you so

Well, won't you listen for the midnight rambler, yeah?
Yeah, play it easy as you go
I'm going to smash down all your plate glass windows
Put a fist, put a fist through your steel plate door

Did you hear about the midnight rambler?
He'll leave his footprints up and down your hall
Did you hear about the midnight gambler?
Did you see me make my midnight call?

And if you ever catch the midnight rambler
I'll steal your mistress from under your nose
I'm going easy with your cold fandango
I'll stick my knife right down your throat - baby, and it hurts...




 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:04 PM | Сообщение # 7
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you stand before me
Waiting to be kissed
You're a beauty, such a cutie
How could I resist?

It's been a month of Sundays
Since we last have spoke
So much water, you've got daughters
I fell out of the boat

Oh no, not you again
Fucking up my life
It was bad the first time
I can't stand it twice

Oh no, not you again
I can't stand the pace
Once bitten, twice shy
Let me out of the race

The setting's so romantic
Love is in the air
All is perfect but I'm allergic
To your piercing stares

You look so cool and tempting
In your couture dress
You're addictive, as predicted
I'm nervous, I confess

Oh no, not you again
Messing up my life
It was bad the first time, yeah
You had me in a vice

Oh no, not you again
I hear the inner shout
It was bad the first time around
When you turned me inside out

Everybody's talking
Showing off their wit
The moon is yellow but I'm not jello
Staring down your tits

My life flashes forward
Then it flashes back
I'm still dreaming and I'm screaming
"Get me off the rack!"

Oh no, not you again
I can't stand the pain
I was burned the first time, yeah
I can't deal again

Oh no, not you again
Messing up my life, yeah
Once bitten, twice shy
But I can't do it twice

Oh no, not you again
Fucking up my life
It was bad the first time around
I better take my own advice


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:04 PM | Сообщение # 8
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OUT OF TEARS
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

I can't feel
Feel a thing
I can't shout
I can't scream
Breathe it out
Breathe it in
All this love
From within

I won't cry when you say goodbye
I'm out of tears
I won't die when you wave goodbye
I'm out of tears
Out of tears

I won't drink
I won't eat
I can't hear
I won't speak
Let it out
Let it in
All this pain
From within
And I just can't pour my heart out
To another living thing
I'm a whisper
I'm a shadow
But I'm standing up to sing

I won't cry when you say goodbye
I'm out of tears
I won't die when you wave goodbye
I'm out of tears, yes I am
I won't cry, I swear my eyes are dry
I'm out of tears
I won't cry, I'm going to tell you why
I'm out of tears
Out of tears
Out of tears

Let it out
From within
Some you lose
Some you win
I can drift
I can dream
Til I float
Off your screen
And I just can't pour my heart out
To another living thing
I'm a whisper
I'm a shadow
But I'm standing up to sing

I won't cry when you say goodbye
I'm out of tears
I won't die when you wave goodbye
I'm out of tears
Out of tears
I won't cry, I swear my eyes are dry
I'm out of tears
Out of tears
I won't cry, I'm going to tell you why
I'm out of tears
Out of tears
Out of tears


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:05 PM | Сообщение # 9
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OUT OF CONTROL

I was out in the city, I was out in the rain
I was feeling downhearted, I was drinking again

I was standing by the bridges where the dark water flows
I was talking to a stranger about times long ago

I was young, I was foolish
I was angry (and), I was vain
I was charming, I was (Feeling) lucky (out there)
Tell me how have I changed
(Oh yeah)

Now I'm out, oh out
Of control (yeah) (oh yes)

Oh help me now, yeah

And the girls in the doorway and the boys on the game
And the drunks and the homeless they all know me
And the police on the corner give a nod and a wave
And they point me to my final destination

In the hotel I'm excited by the smile on her face
But I wondered how was time going to change her, yeah


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:05 PM | Сообщение # 10
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SAINT OF ME

Saint Paul the Persecutor was a cruel and sinful man
Jesus hit him with a blinding light and then his life began

I said yes (I said yeah)

Augustine knew temptation, he loved women, wine and song
And all the special pleasures of doing something wrong

I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me

Yeah

And could you stand the torture and could you stand the pain?
Could you put your faith in Jesus when you're burning in the flames?

And I do believe in miracles and I want to save my soul
And I know that I'm a sinner, I'm going to die here in the cold

I thought I heard an angel cry
I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eye

Come on

John the Baptist was a martyr but he stirred up Herod's hate
And Salome got her wish to have him served up on a plate

You'll never make a saint of me


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:06 PM | Сообщение # 11
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UNDER MY THUMB
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

Under my thumb
The girl who once had me down
Under my thumb
The girl who once pushed me around

It's down to me
The difference in the clothes she wears
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb

Ain't it the truth babe?

Under my thumb
The squirmin' dog who's just had her day
Under my thumb
A girl who has just changed her ways

It's down to me, yes it is
The way she does just what she's told
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
Ah, ah, say it's alright

Under my thumb
A siamese cat of a girl
Under my thumb
She's the sweetest, hmmm, pet in the world

It's down to me
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Ah, take it easy babe
Yeah

It's down to me, oh yeah
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Yeah, it feels alright

Under my thumb
Her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb, well I
I can still look at someone else

It's down to me, oh that's what I said
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Say, it's alright.

Say it's all...
Say it's all...

Take it easy babe
Take it easy babe
Feels alright
Take it, take it easy babe.


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:06 PM | Сообщение # 12
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Some Girls

Some girls give me money
Some girls buy me clothes
Some girls give me jewelry
That I never thought I'd own

Some girls give me diamonds
Some girls, heart attacks
Some girls I give all my bread to
I don't ever want it back

Some girls give me jewelry
Others buy me clothes
Some girls give me children
I never asked them for

(So) Give me all your money
Give me all your gold
I'll buy you a house back in Zuma Beach
And give you half of what I own

Some girls take my money
Some girls take my clothes
Some girls get the shirt off my back
And leave me with a lethal dose

Yeah, French girls they want Cartier
Italian girls want cars
American girls want everything in the world
You could possibly imagine

English girls they're so prissy
I can't stand them on the telephone
Sometimes I take the receiver off the hook
I don't want them to ever call at all

White girls they're pretty funny
Sometimes they drive me mad
Black girls just want to get fucked all night
I just don't have that much jam

Chinese girls are so gentle
They're really such a tease
You never know quite what they're cooking
Inside those silky sleeves

Yeah, baby, why don't you please come home?

Some girls they're so pure
Some girls so corrupt
Some girls give me children
I only made love to her once

Give me half your money
Give me half your car
Give me half of everything
I'll make you the world's biggest star by half

So give me all your money
Give me all your gold
Let's go back to Zuma Beach
I'll give you half of everything I own


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:07 PM | Сообщение # 13
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Street fighting man

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

But (And) what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock & roll band?
Cause in sleepy London Town there's just no place for
Street fighting man, no

Hey, think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play is compromise solution

Get down

Hey, said my name is called Disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the King, I'll rail at all his servants


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:08 PM | Сообщение # 14
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I saw her today at a reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would meet her connection
At her feet was her footloose man

No, you can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
And if you try sometime you find
You get what you need

I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she was gonna meet her connection
At her feet was, footloose man

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes, well you might find
You get what you need

Oh yea-ay (hey-hey-hey, oooh)

And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
Singin', 'We're gonna vent our frustration
If we don't, we're gonna blow a 50-amp fuse'
Sing it to me, now

(You can't always get what you want)
(You can't always get what you want)
(You can't always get what you want)
But if you try sometimes, well you just might find
You get what you need
Ooh baby, yeah, ooh

I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standin' in line with Mr. Jimmy
A-man, did he look pretty ill

We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was 'dead'
I said to him

(You can't always get what you want) well no!
(You can't always get what you want) tell ya baby
(You can't always get what you want) no
But if you try sometimes, you just might find, mmm!
Mmm! you get what you need
Ooh yes! Woo!

(Instrumental & choir) Ooow-ooh!

You get what you need
Yeah!
Ooow, babe!
Ooh, yeah

I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practiced at the art of deception
Well, I could tell by her blood-stained hands
Say it!

(You can't always get what you want) yeah!
(You can't always get a-what you want) ooo-yeah, baby!
(You can't always get a-what you want)
But if you try sometime, you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need

Ooh, yeah!
Ooh, baby!
Woo!

Ah, you can't always get a-what you want
No, no baby

You can't always get a-what you want
Tellin' you right now

You can't always get what you want, mmm!
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find, that ya
Get what you need
Oooh, yeah!

I'm tellin' the truth, babe

Ooow-ooh!
Ooow-ooh!
Ooow-ooh!........


 
makunaДата: Среда, 2006-05-17, 11:11 PM | Сообщение # 15
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