RollingStones

RollingStones:
»Anybody Seen My Baby?«

She confessed her love to me
Then she vanished
On the breeze
Trying to hold on to that
Was just impossible

She was more than beautiful
Closer to ethereal
With a kind of
Down to earth flavor

Close my eyes
It's three in the afternoon
Then I realize
That she's really
Gone for good

Anybody seen my baby
Anybody seen her around
Love has gone
And made me blind
I've looked but I just can't find
She has gotten lost
In the crowd

I was flippin' magazines
In that place on Mercer Street
When I thought I spotted her

Getting on a motor bike
Looking rather lady like
Didn't she just give me a wave?

Salty tears
It's three in the afternoon
Has she disappeared
Is she really gone for good

Anybody seen my baby
Anybody seen her around
If I just close my eyes
I reach out
And touch the prize
Anybody seen her around

(Rap)

Anybody seen my baby
Anybody seen her around
If I just close my eyes
I reach out
And touch the prize
Anybody seen her around

Lost, lost and never found
I must have called her
A thousand times
Sometimes I think
She's just in my imagination

Lost in the crowd

RollingStones:
»Sympathy For The Devil«


Yow! Yow! Yow!
Umph, ca, umph, umph
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 fate
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
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
In 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 the gleam [Who, Who]
While you kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the Goth 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 tracks for troubadors
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Ma, oo
Oooa
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess 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 I end this tale
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 qualities
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess 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, your to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
What's me 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

RollingStones:
»Gimme Shelter«


oh, see the storm is threatening
my very life today
if i don't get some shelter
yeah, i'm gonna fade away

war, children
it's just a kiss away
it's just a kiss away

repeat yeah

oh, see the fire is sweeping
down through the streets today
burning like a bright red carpet
another fool who lost the way

rape, murder
it's just a kiss away
it's just a kiss away

repeat yeah

repeat verse one

love, sisters
it's just a shot away
it's just a shot away
love, sisters
it's just a shot away
shot away
shot away

war, children
it's just a kiss away
it's just a kiss awy
war, children
it's just a kiss away
kiss away
kiss away

rape murder
it's just a kiss away
it's just a kiss away
rape, murder
it's just a kiss away
kiss away
kiss away

repeat previous three twice

repeat love chorus

war, children
it's just a kiss away
kiss away
kiss away

RollingStones:
»Jumpin' Jack Flash«


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. 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, 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, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash,
It's a gas! Gas! Gas!

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