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The Rolling Stones
The Rolling Stones


Background information
Origin London, England
Genre(s) Rock
Rock'n'Roll
Blues Rock
Blues
R&B
Years active 1962—present
Label(s) Decca Music Group
Virgin Records
Polydor
Interscope Records
London Records
Rolling Stones Records
ABKCO Records
Website Website
Members
Ronnie Wood
Mick Jagger
Keith Richards
Charlie Watts
Former members
Brian Jones
Ian Stewart
Mick Taylor
Bill Wyman
Tony Chapman
Mick Avory
Dick Taylor



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The Rolling Stones Album



1966
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What a drag it is getting old
"Kids are different today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Mother needs something today to calm her down
And though she's not really ill
There's a little yellow pill
She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day

"Things are different today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag
So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak
And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day

Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

"Men just aren't the same today"
I hear ev'ry mother say
They just don't appreciate that you get tired
They're so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilize your mind
So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight

Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

"Life's just much too hard today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
The pusuit of happiness just seems a bore
And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose
No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day

. . .


Rollling Stones - Stupid Girl

I'm not talking about the kind of clothes she wears
Look at that stupid girl
I'm not talking about the way she combs her hair
Look at that stupid girl
The way she powders her nose
Her vanity shows and it shows
She's the worst thing in this world
Well, look at that stupid girl
I'm not talking about the way she digs for gold
Look at that stupid girl
Well, I'm talking about the way she grabs and holds
Look at that stupid girl
The way she talks about someone else
That she don't even know herself
She's the sickest thing in this world
Well, look at that stupid girl
Well, I'm sick and tired
And I really have my doubts
I've tried and tried
But it never really works out
Like a lady in waiting to a virgin queen
Look at that stupid girl
She bitches 'bout things that she's never seen
Look at that stupid girl
It doesn't matter if she dyes her hair
Or the color of the shoes she wears
She's the worst thing in this world
Well, look at that stupid girl
Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up, shut-up, shut-up
Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up, shut-up, shut-up
Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up
Like a lady in waiting to a virgin queen
Look at that stupid girl
She bitches 'bout things that she's never seen
Look at that stupid girl
She purrs like a pussycat
Then she turns 'round and hisses back
She's the sickest thing in this world
Look at that stupid girl


. . .


Rolling Stones - Lady Jane

My sweet Lady Jane
When I see you again
Your servant am I
And will humbly remain
Just heed this plea my love
On bended knees my love
I pledge myself to Lady Jane
My dear Lady Anne
I've done what I can
I must take my leave
For promised I am
This play is run my love
Your time has come my love
I've pledged my troth to Lady Jane
Oh my sweet Marie
I wait at your ease
The sands have run out
For your lady and me
Wedlock is nigh my love
Her station's right my love
Life is secure with Lady Jane


. . .



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

. . .


Rolling Stones - Doncha Bother Me

I said, "Oh no, doncha follow me no more."
I said, "Oh no, doncha follow me no more."
Well I'm looking for my face
And I got no place to go
I said, "Oh no, doncha follow me no more."
I said, "Oh no, doncha follow me no more."
Well, pick your own mind
And don't you touch mine no more
Still waiting here for a single idea
In your clothes and your hair
I wore it last year
Oh no, doncha follow me no more
I said, "Oh no, doncha copy me no more."
I said, "Oh no, doncha copy me no more."
Well, the lines around my eyes
are protected by a copyright law
Well, all the clubs and the bars
And the little red cars
Not knowing why, but trying to get high
Oh no, doncha follow me no more
Doncha follow
Doncha follow



. . .


Rolling Stones - Going Home

Spendin' too much time away
I can't stand another day
Maybe you think I've seen the world
But I'd rather see my girl
I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, bome, bome, bome-bome-bome,
Home, bome, bome, bome, back home
Yes, I am
All those letters ev'ry day
Maybe alright in their way
But I'd love to see your face
When I get home in their place
I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, bome, bome, bome-bome-bome,
Home, bome, bome, bome, back home
Yes, I am
Alright
I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, bome, bome, bome-bome-bome,
Home, bome, bome, bome, back home
Yes, I will
When you're three thousand miles away
I just never sleep the same
If I packed my things right now
I could be home in seven hours
I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, bome, bome, bome-bome-bome,
Home, bome, bome, bome, back home
Yes, I will
Yes, I will
See my baby, see my baby
I wanna see my girl
I just can't wait, I just can't wait
I just can't wait, I just can't wait
I just can't wait, I just can't wait
I just can't wait, I just can't wait
I just can't wait
I'll see my baby
She'll make me feel alright
Gotta see my baby
She'll make me feel so good
She'll make me feel allright
Yes she does
In the middle of the night
So good ti ti tight
Feel allright, come on baby
I'm gonna get home babe
I feel allright
I'm lookin' for my baby
I'm gonna go in the early morning
I'm gonna catch that plane
Now it won't be long, I say
Listen to me
Long time since I've seen my baby
Yes it is
It's such a long long time
Yes it is, I feel allright
I'm gonna see my baby, one more time
I get home, I gotta get home
I wanna see my darling
I wanna make sweet sweet love
In the middle of the night
Early in the morning
In the midnight hour
She'll make me feel so good
She'll make me feel allright
When she touch my hands
And that's all I gotta say
Cause I'm gonna pack my bags
I wanna see you baby
See your face
Your pretty little smile
Your pretty clothes
Hear you talk
Come on
I'm comin' home
I'll see my baby
I'm goin' home
I'm gettin' out
To see your face
Makin' love to you baby
Yes it makes me feel so good
Inside
I feel so good inside
Touch me one more time
Come on little girl
You may look sweet
But I know you ain't
I know you ain't


. . .


Rolling Stones - Flight 505

Well, I was happy here at home
I got everything I need.
Happy bein' on my own
Just living the life I lead.
Well, suddenly it dawned on me
That this was not my life.
So I just phoned the airline girl
And said, "Get me on flight number 505,
Get me on flight number 505."
Well, I confirmed my reservation.
Then I hopped a cab.
No idea of my destination
And feeling pretty bad.
With my suitcase in my hand.
In my head, my new life.
So then I told the airline girl
"Well, get me on flight number 505,
Get me on flight number 505."
Alright.
Well, I sat right there in my seat.
Well, feeling like a king.
With the whole world right at my feet.
"Of course I'll have a drink!"
Well, suddenly I saw
That we never ever would arrive.
He put the plane down in the sea.
The end of flight number 505.
The end of flight number 505.
Alright.
Whew, they put the plane down in the sea.
The end of flight number 505.
The end of flight number 505.

. . .


Rolling Stones - High And Dry

High and dry well, I'm up here with no warning
High and dry well, I couldn't get a word in
High and dry oh, what a way to go
She left me standing here just high and dry
A minute I was up there standing by her side
The next I was down there, well, left out of the ride and
High and dry oh, what a way to go
She left me standing here just high and dry
Anythin' I wished for I only had to ask her (yep)
I think she found out it was money I was after
High and dry oh, what a weird letdown
She left me standing here just high and dry
Alright
It's lucky that I didn't have any love towards her
Next time I'll make sure that the girl'll be much poorer
High and dry oh, what a way to go
She left me standing here just high and dry
High and dry well, I'm up here with no warnin
Yep
High and dry well, I couldn't get a word in
High and dry oh, what a way to go
She left me standin' here just high and dry
Well, she left me standin' here just high and dry
Well, she left me standin' here just high and dry
Hey!


. . .


You don't know what's going on, you've been gone for far too long
you can't come back and think you are still mine

You're out of touch, my baby, my poor discarded baby
I said baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Yes, you are left out, yes, you are
I said you're left out of there without a doubt
'cause baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

A girl who wants to run away, discovers that she's had her day
It's no good thinking that you are still mine
You're out of touch, my baby, my poor unfaithful baby
I said baby...

You thought you were a clever girl giving up your social whirl
But you can't come back and be the first in line
You're obsolete, my baby, my poor oldfashioned baby
I said baby...

. . .


Rolling Stones - It's Not Easy

It's not easy
It's not easy living on your own
It's not easy
It's not easy living on your own
And it's hard (it's not easy)
And it's hard (it's not easy)
And it's a pretty hard thing (it's not easy)
It's not easy living on your own
All of the things that you used to do
If they're done now, well they're done by you
It seems a big failing in a man
To take his girl for granted if he can
And it's hard thing (it's not easy)
And it's hard (it's not easy)
And it's a pretty hard thing (it's not easy)
It's not easy livin' on your own
There's no place where you can call home
Got me running like a cat in a thunderstorm
Just a big bed and a telephone
Like the last remnants of a stately home
And it's a pretty hard thing (it's not easy)
And it's hard (it's not easy)
Well, it's a pretty hard thing (it's not easy)
It's not easy livin' on your own
And it's hard (it's not easy)
And it's hard (it's not easy)
And it's a pretty hard thing (it's not easy)
It's not easy living on your own
Sit here thinking with your head of fire
Go think the same thing and never tire
Imaginin' the glow of her long clean hair
As she goes to sit on her own high chair
And it's hard thing (it's not easy)
Well, it's a pretty hard thing (it's not easy)
Well, it's hard babe (it's not easy)
It's not easy livin' on your own
It's not easy (a pretty tough thing)
It's not easy (well, life pretty rough)
It's not easy (it's a hard time baby)
It's not easy (it's a hard time baby)
It's not easy (it's a pretty hard life)


. . .


I am waiting, I am waiting
oh yeah, oh yeah
I am waiting, I am waiting
oh yeah, oh yeah
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere

You can't hold out, you can't hold out
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You can't hold out, you can't hold out
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere

See it come along and
don't know where it's from
Oh, yes you will find out

Well, it happens all the time
It's censored from our minds
You'll find out

Slow or fast, slow or fast
Oh yeah, oh yeah
End at last, end at last
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere

Stand up coming years
and escalation fears
Oh, yes we will find out

Well, like a withered stone
Fears will pierce your bones
You'll find out

Oh we're waiting, oh we're waiting
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh we're waiting, oh we're waiting
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere

Oh we're waiting, oh we're waiting
Oh we're waiting, oh were waiting...

. . .


Rolling Stones - Take it or leave it

You can turn off and on more times
than a flashin' neon sign.
When you want you're bad
But you can be so kind
Just take it or leave it
Don't tell your friend
Just what you're gonna do now
You take it or leave it, it's just my life
There've been times when you tried
Makin' eyes at all my so called friends
Then you go, now you're back
But you can be so kind
Just take it or leave it
Don't tell your friend
Just what you're gonna do now
You take it or leave it, it's just my life
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la
I'm sick and tired of the smile that you give
When you don't come home at night
You said you'd call, that's a lie
But you could be so kind
Just take it or leave it
Don't tell your friend
Just what you're gonna do now
You take it or leave it, it's just my life
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la


You can turn off and on more times
than a flashin' neon sign.
When you want you're bad
But you can be so kind
Just take it or leave it
Don't tell your friend
Just what you're gonna do now
You take it or leave it, it's just my life
There've been times when you tried
Makin' eyes at all my so called friends
Then you go, now you're back
But you can be so kind
Just take it or leave it
Don't tell your friend
Just what you're gonna do now
You take it or leave it, it's just my life
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la
I'm sick and tired of the smile that you give
When you don't come home at night
You said you'd call, that's a lie
But you could be so kind
Just take it or leave it
Don't tell your friend
Just what you're gonna do now
You take it or leave it, it's just my life
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la-la-la
Oh, la-la-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-la-la



. . .


Rolling Stones - Think

I'm givin' you a piece of my mind.
There no charge of any kind.
Try a very simple test.
You should just retrace your steps.
And think back, back a little bit baby.
Back, back alright.
Think, think, think back baby.
Think, think back a bit girl.
Think, think, think back baby.
Tell me who's fault was that, babe?
Tell me who's fault was that, babe?
Think about a year ago.
How we lived I'll never know.
Connin' people for a dime.
Here's another piece of my mind.
And think back, back a little bit baby.
Back, back alright.
Think, think, think back baby.
Think, think back a bit girl.
Think, think, think back baby.
Tell me who's fault was that, babe?
Tell me who's fault was that, babe?
Take a look inside yourself.
You're not really someone else.
Still, I am the same old me.
You say I lack maturity.
But think back, back a little bit baby.
Back, back, alright!
We're not children anymore.
We don't need to play with toys.
Take a look and you will find
You're gettin' old before your time.
But think back, back a little bit baby.
Back, back alright.
Think, think, think back baby.
Think, think I said back a bit girl.
Think, think, think back baby.
Tell me who's fault was that, babe?
Tell me who's fault was that, babe?
I said think.
You'd better think back a little bit.
I said think.
What about last year and the year before?
I said think.
You promised me so much.
I said think.
Doncha 'member what you said?


. . .


Rolling Stones - What To Do

What to do yeah.
I really don't know,
I really don't know what to do.
What to do yeah.
I really don't know,
I really don't know.

Maybe when the TV stops.
Faded out on the epilogue.
Watch the screen just fade away.

Now, I really don't know,
I really don't know,
What to do yeah.
Well, I really don't know,
I really don't know what to do.
What to do yeah.
I really don't know,
I really don't know.

There's a place where you get bored,
that's what you make your money for.
Drink and dance 'til four o'clock.

Now, you really don't know.
You really don't know what to do yeah.

Nothin' to do, nowhere to go.
You're talkin' to people that you don't know.
There's na-na-nothin', to do-do-do.
There's na-na-nothin', (no) no.
You (I) really don't what to do yeah.

Well, I really don't know,
I really don't know what to do.
What to do yeah.
I really don't know,
I really don't know.

Hurry people get on your train.
Don't be late for work again.
Take this time to go to bed.
Now, I really don't know,
I really don't know what to do yeah.

Nothin' to do, nowhere to go.
You're talkin' to people that you don't know.
There's na-na-nothin', to do-do-do.
You're sick n' tired of foolin' 'round.
There's na-na-nothin', to do-do-do.
To do-do-do, to do-do-do.
There's na-na-nothin', na-na-nothin',
na-na-nothin', na-na-nothin',
na-na-nothin', na-na-nothin',
na-na-nothin'




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