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The Rolling Stones
The Rolling Stones


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Откуда London, England
Жанры Rock
Rock'n'Roll
Blues Rock
Blues
R&B
Годы 1962—н.в.
Лейблы Decca Music Group
Virgin Records
Polydor
Interscope Records
London Records
Rolling Stones Records
ABKCO Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Ronnie Wood
Mick Jagger
Keith Richards
Charlie Watts
Бывшие участники
Brian Jones
Ian Stewart
Mick Taylor
Bill Wyman
Tony Chapman
Mick Avory
Dick Taylor



Альбом The Rolling Stones


Stripped (14.11.1995)
14.11.1995
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Ev'rywhere 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 what can a poor boy do 
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 
'Cause in sleepy London town 
There's just no place for a street fighting man 
No 

Hey! Think the time is right for a palace revolution 
'Cauce where I live the game to play is compromise solution 
Well, then what can a poor boy do 
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 
'Cause in sleepy London town 
There's no place for a street fighting man 
No 

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 
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 
'Cause in sleepy London town 
There's no place for a street fighting man 
No

. . .


Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
And now you don't walk so proud
Now you don't talk so loud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it

You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns
on the jugglers and the cowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you

You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get yourkicks for you

You used to ride on chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe

You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

. . .



I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be 
You're gonna give your love to me 
I'm gonna love you night and day 
Well love is love and not fade away 
Well love is love and not fade away 

My love bigger than a Cadillac 
I try to show it and you're drivin' me back 
Your love for me has got to be real 
For you to know just how I feel 
Love is real and not fade away 
Well love is real and not fade away 

I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be 
You're gonna give your love to me 
Love to last more than one day 
Well love is love and not fade away 
Well love is love and not fade away 
Well love is love and not fade away 
Love, love is love and not fade away 
Not fade away 
Not fade away

. . .


Saw you stretched out in room ten-o-nine
With a smile on your face
And a tear right in your eye
Couldn't see to get a line on you
My sweet honey love
Berber jew'lry jangling down the street
Make you shut your eyes at ev'ry woman that you meet
Could not seem to get a high on you
My sweet honey love

May the good lord shine a light on you
Make every song your favourite tune
May the good lord shine a light on you
Warm like the evening sun

Well, you're drunk in the alley, baby
With your clothes all torn
And you late night friends
Leave you in the cold grey dawn
Just seemed too many flies on you
I just can't brush them off

Angels beating all their wings in time
With smiles on their faces
And a gleam right in their eye
Thought I heard one sigh for you
Come on up, come on up, now
Come on up, now

May the good lord shine a light on you
Make every song you sing your favourite tune
May the good lord shine a light on you
Warm like the evening sun

. . .


Sittin' thinkin' sinkin' drinkin'
Wond'ring what I'd do when I'm thru tonight
Smoking, moping, maybe just hopin'
Some little girl will pass on by
Don't wanna be alone but I love my girl at home
I remember what she said
She said "My, my, my don't tell lies. Keep fidelity in your head
My, my, my, don't tell lies. When you're done you should go to bed
Don't say Hi, like a spider to a fly
Jump right ahead and you're dead"

Sit up, fed up, low down, go 'round
Down at the bar at the place I'm at
Sitting, drinking, superfic'ly thinking
About the rinsed out blonde on my left
Then I said "Hi" like a spider to a fly
Remembering what my little girl said

She was common, flirty, she looked about thirty
I would have run away but I was on my own
She told me later, she's a machine operator
She said she liked the way I held the microphone
I said "My, my" like the spider to a fly
"Jump right ahead in my web"

. . .


I'm free to do what I want any old time
I'm free to do what I want any old time
So love me hold me love me hold me
I'm free any old time to get what I want

I'm free to sing my song knowing it's out of trend
I'm free to sing my song knowing it's out of trend
So love me hold me love me hold me
'Cause I'm free any old time to get what I want

So love me hold me love me hold me
I'm free any old time to get what I want

I'm free to choose who I see any old time
I'm free to bring who I choose any old time
Love me hold me love me hold me
I'm free any old time to get what I want

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Childhood living is easy to do 
The things you wanted I bought them for you 
Graceless lady you know who I am 
You know I can't let you slide through my hands 

Wild horses couldn't drag me away 
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away 

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain 
Now you decided to show me the same 
No sweeping exits or offstage lines 
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind 

Wild horses couldn't drag me away 
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away 

I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie 
I have my freedom but I don't have much time 
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried 
Let's do some living after we die 

Wild horses couldn't drag me away 
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day 

Wild horses couldn't drag me away 
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day

. . .


Well, we all need someone to lean on
And if you want it, well, you can lean on me
Well, we all need someone to lean on
And if you want it, well, you can lean on me

She said My breasts, they will always be open
Baby, you can rest your weary head on me
And there will always be a spare in my parking lot
When you need a little coke and symphaty

Yeah, we all need someone we can dream on
And if you want it, you can dream on me
Yeah, we all need someone we can cream on
And if you want it, you can cream on me

I was dreaming of a steel guitar engagement
When you drink my health in scented jasmine tea
You knifed me in my dirty filthy basement
With that jaded faded junky nurse
Oh, what pleasant company

We all need someone we can feed on
And if you want it, you can feed on me
Take my arm, take my leg
Oh, baby, don't you take my head

We all need someone we can bleed on
And if you want it, you can bleed on me
We all need someone we can bleed on
And if you want it, why don't you bleed on me

Get it on, rider
Get it on, rider
Get it on, rider
You can bleed all over me

. . .


Well, when you're sitting there
In your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folks that you know
Well I hope you won't see me
In my ragged company
You know I could never be alone

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Well, you're sitting back
In your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I'll be in my basement room
With a needle and a spoon
And another girl can take my pain away

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the US mail
Say it with dead flowers at my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No I won't forget to put roses on your grave


. . .


Guess it's just another dream
That's slipping away
Each time I fall alseep
It seems I'm just drifting away

Just as you have touched my heart
Babe I wake and we're apart, yeah
And it's slipping away

Here comes just another day
That's drifting away
Every time I draw a breath
It's dying away

First the sun and then the moon
One of them will be around soon
Slipping away
Slipping away

Drifting away
Slipping away

Just as you have touched my heart
I wake up babe and we're apart
It seems we're slipping apart
Slipping away
Slipping away

All I want is ecstacy
But I ain't getting much
Just getting off on misery
It seems I've lost my touch

Well it's just another song
But it's slipping away
Well we didn't sing it long
'Cos it's fading away
First the sun and then the moon
One of them will be 'round soon
Slipping away
Slipping away
Slipping away

. . .



Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried
Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, I still love you, baby
Ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on Baby, dry your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried

. . .


Well, I followed her to the station with a suitcase in my hand
Yeah, I followed her to the station with a suitcase in my hand
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, but all true love's in vain

When the train come in the station I looked her in the eye
Well, the train come in the station I looked her in the eye
Well, I felt so sad and lonesome that I could not help but cry

When the train left the station, it had two lights on behind
Yeah, the train left the station, it had two lights on behind
Yeah, the train left the station, it had two lights on behind
Well, the blue light was my baby and the red light was my mind

All my love's in vain

All, all my love's in vain

. . .


Wading through the waste stormy winter
And there's not a friend to help you through
Trying to stop the waves behind your eyeballs
Drop your reds drop your greens and blues

Thank you for your wine, California
Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits
Yes, I've got the desert in my toenail
And hid the speed inside my shoe

But come on come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on honey child I beg of you
Come on come on down you got it in you
Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes


. . .


You go and I'll come with you little baby
You go and I'll go with you little baby
You go and I'll come with you
You bet your life that I'll walk with you
You go and I'll come with you little baby

You go to court and I'll come along
You go to jail and I'll get your bond
You got time tell you what I'll do
I'll stay outside and wait for you

You go and I'll come with you little baby
You go and I'll go with you little baby
You go and I'll come with you
You bet your life that I'll walk with you
You go and I'll come with you little baby

You go to church and I'll go there too
You got to work I'll tell you what I'll do
You get paid and I'll hold the money
Be right there to protect you honey

You go and I'll come with you little baby
You go and I'll go with you little baby
You go and I'll come with you
You bet your life that I'll walk with you
You go and I'll come with you little baby

You get the fare I'll go to the show
You bet the horses and I'll pick up the dough
You work hard and it will hurt my pride
I'll be right there by your side

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