Wyniki wyszukiwania: The Rolling Stones - Living In A Ghost Town

"Verse: It was the 3rd of september That day I always remember yes I will Cause that was the day That my daddy died I never got a chance to see him Never heard nothing but Bad things about him Mama Im depending"

"In the beginning, I was counting the stones on the seashore, Looking for the precious ones. Among the stones, I found many pretty things While the sea rolled on beside me all the time. Time moved on. I"

"I 'm throwing stones into the water I try to throw them as far as I can And with every stone I see a minute of our lifetime I watch the circles growing round and round Well here I am I am waiting for you"

"A feelin I cant get out of my head Since I came to the big town A countryman remains a countryman He feels that he is pressed by heavy grey stones Flowers dont bloom on asphalt In town I cant unfold In"

"<1. Fed By Stones God is dead That's what they said You got no soul, and good is bad Don't waste your time There's no sublime, no higher law That you can find There's a river of pain I'm taking all over again Just as long I don't turn into their grey shadowy Being I don't know when it all began I don't know why it had to die Your stones won't feed, one truly need The gullible mind The daily grind Takes its toll, and fools the blind The bourgeois-creed: Believe what you see, rules all heads Takes casualities In my life I was always a drifted fellow, undone That was never enough to leave me stuck in there wrong I don't know when it all began I don't know why it had to die Your stones won't feed, one truly need Silent green works overtime to begin Giving starting shots so that we won't give in In the air's a hopeful sound waiting Needing all we got, wishing we don't give in It's an army of hypocrites strangling Entities of freedom keenly building All we are If we are what we are meant to be Have you got what we got? Got some guts to break free? Have you heard about the word that all living Speak I don't know when it all began I don't know why it had to die Your stones won't feed, one truly need ... God is dead ... "

"Slaves Whipped to Death In the Hot Sun Drag the Stones of Sorrow Vast Monolithic a Collossus of Stone Greased with the Blood of Abraham Of Human Bondage and Suffering We carve a monument to Megalomania Bleak"

"When theres no one left to fight boys like him dont shine so bright, Soon as I see the dust settle hes out on the town tryin to find trouble. When theres no one left to fight boys like him dont shine so"

"I'm rolling......... I've gotta get a new balm I've gotta get a tight tension on I've got to slip it up before the rush gets gone I've got to feel it with the hot mind on I'm rolling Hey Norman was it"

"Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free Dizzy with eternity. Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea Call it home for you and me. A peaceful place or so it looks from"

"Chorus: Sticks and stones might break flesh bone Yet nevertheless can't none of y'all touch me Not even with a pole twelve-foot long We beatin' ya Might as well, join us Trust me (flesh-n-bone) Lately,"