The Rolling Stones — Rough and Twisted
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Yeah, why don't you drive me
Down that rough and twisted road?
Why don't you guide me
'Cause I don't know which way to go?
Promise to take me
Yeah, to where the water glows
Somewhere, somewhere down to Puerto Rico
Where the tide just ebbs and flows
Flash me all your jewelry, poetry, and friends
Promise me a dance like Nijinsky
Nothing, nothing, nothing but a false pretense
Yeah, all you feed me was just rancid rice and bones
All I drank was muddy water
As lonely as a saxophone
Why don't you take me
To where I wanna go?
To Natchez, Mississippi, Sicily, and Rome
You just took me to a flyblown town
In the back of nowhere
Smell was acrid and toxic
Couldn't breathe the air
The only club was called Conspiracy
They didn't like me much
What they wanted was tyranny
And all that crazy, crazy fucked-up stuff
Why don't you drive me?
Take me where you wanna go
Yeah, why don't you take me
Down this rough and twisted road?
Yes, why don't you teach me
Teach me all those foreign tongues?
Yeah, why don't you take me
'Cause I'm deaf and blind and dumb?
Yeah, drive me
Yeah, drive me
Where I wanna go
Drive me
Take me where I wanna
Take me where I wanna
Take me where I wanna go
Down that rough and twisted road?
Why don't you guide me
'Cause I don't know which way to go?
Promise to take me
Yeah, to where the water glows
Somewhere, somewhere down to Puerto Rico
Where the tide just ebbs and flows
Flash me all your jewelry, poetry, and friends
Promise me a dance like Nijinsky
Nothing, nothing, nothing but a false pretense
Yeah, all you feed me was just rancid rice and bones
All I drank was muddy water
As lonely as a saxophone
Why don't you take me
To where I wanna go?
To Natchez, Mississippi, Sicily, and Rome
You just took me to a flyblown town
In the back of nowhere
Smell was acrid and toxic
Couldn't breathe the air
The only club was called Conspiracy
They didn't like me much
What they wanted was tyranny
And all that crazy, crazy fucked-up stuff
Why don't you drive me?
Take me where you wanna go
Yeah, why don't you take me
Down this rough and twisted road?
Yes, why don't you teach me
Teach me all those foreign tongues?
Yeah, why don't you take me
'Cause I'm deaf and blind and dumb?
Yeah, drive me
Yeah, drive me
Where I wanna go
Drive me
Take me where I wanna
Take me where I wanna
Take me where I wanna go
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Are the Rolling Stones going to live forever? Science now suggests it's possible.
aspicer wrote:
Well, they did have sympathy for him.
...maybe they renegotiated with the Devil?! Lol.
Well, they did have sympathy for him.
Man, it's The Rolling Stones!
Wish my same-aged bod would allow me som'a dem moves...
Minimum is an 8 to start...
Wish my same-aged bod would allow me som'a dem moves...
Minimum is an 8 to start...
Murray wrote:
...maybe they renegotiated with the Devil?! Lol.
Wow, these guys just keep on rockin. Pretty damned good for octogenarians.
...maybe they renegotiated with the Devil?! Lol.
By the looks of that cover, I would say Mick has had some work done....
Wow, these guys just keep on rockin. Pretty damned good for octogenarians.
Yay, new Stones!
Circa 1979, the top of Prudential building in Boston. Windows over the city. Mark Parenteau from WBCN, "The Rock of Boston", playing records, taking requests. Me & my girlfriend put a note up to the window of the studio. A moment or two later he says "Here are the Stones again." Some Girls was at or near #1. Overplayed, perhaps, from his tone. We didn't care. And they are still kicking! Goodonem.
Circa 1979, the top of Prudential building in Boston. Windows over the city. Mark Parenteau from WBCN, "The Rock of Boston", playing records, taking requests. Me & my girlfriend put a note up to the window of the studio. A moment or two later he says "Here are the Stones again." Some Girls was at or near #1. Overplayed, perhaps, from his tone. We didn't care. And they are still kicking! Goodonem.